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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 june 2017

The Iron Gate

Do not remember the names. 
Somebody is waiting in the wings. 
 
It is very dark here. The drums 
will break the mother’s heart. 
 
The death will not accept the 
dew on the grass. She wants tears; 
 
The Buddha is taking a turn 
in his sleep. Why is he so restless? 
 
O, my father, I am watching the 
fields turning into piles of ash. 
 
Cannot shut the eyes for a jiffy. 
Will you write something for the god?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 4 june 2017

In Thoughtless Mind

That fleeting incandescence 
was branded witch 
in grotto of a cloud. 
For the first time I saw 
your face in water. 
 
You said this is manic 
depression talking to flowers 
and seeing a bizarre 
apparition in dark blue sky. 
 
What was the thing called 
arrival? Every moment 
a truth dies before 
your eyes. 
 
Between laughter and tears 
I touch your eyes. Is that real? 
And your brown ankles 
walking on white snow. 
 
I am soliciting a bloodstained 
floor for a dance.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 june 2017

Scything

Why did your hand 
become the fist? 
You were thinking about the indignities 
heaped upon the lake, 
when you were retrieving a song 
of freedom from the depth of questions. 
 
There was no capitulation. 
You went on opening the congealed- 
blobs of blood to know 
the keynote of violence. 
 
The sectarian hate. 
It outlives the love of brotherhood. 
You want to go back to, from where 
the jungle starts. It had swept 
away the snow-white young 
peaks. 
 
Footprints of some movement. 
Can you see that?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 june 2017

Heavenly

Walking with death 
talking poetica. 
Living without walls 
and firing squad. 
 
While new culture was 
drowning on steps of 
dots and bass voices. 
The blood on hands. 
 
Sometimes you are going 
nowhere in a pathless 
city. Back to back setting 
ablaze bazaar of black gods. 
 
Between the veils lies 
the trauma of man. I 
step out from the underside of 
hymns. Cannot sleep in temple.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 june 2017

At Precipice

There was soft 
purring. Inviting but malicious, 
when you entered the cave. 
 
A bittersweet encounter. 
Quantified. A new dna print 
after a cyber attack. 
 
Another turn of the Venus. 
The whole world 
has never been the same. 
 
Anatomy of violence 
was shaping the 
future bêtes noires. 
 
Stupid thing, our roots 
still commingled with dust 
searching the stone-deaf god.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 31 may 2017

Stepping Out

In the valley of death 
one more guest arrives. 
By my sleep, there is a soul search. 
 
Take off the lid from silence. 
Unlach the door. 
The wounded sun was coming. 
 
Be my grief to wash the eyes. 
Unclench my fist. 
I want to write the name of fallen god. 
 
Inhale the sulphur and 
draw the moon. 
Night was coming to take revenge. 
 
An obituary will glorify 
the asylum. 
An alien will enter the skin.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 may 2017

Oblivion

A cutaneous drip. 
The young moon drinks the dew 
unbuttoning a rose. 
 
A fierce wind rubs 
against the golden triangle 
to invite a violet sting. 
 
Eyes armed with green thumbs 
go for a swim in rage. 
The lake unloosens a blood moon. 
 
No inscense will rise 
from the tomb of a lover, 
unless he dies with a style. 
 
Crossing the gray lines, 
I will not take your lips; 
paralyzing the silver tongs.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 may 2017

A Saint Between Us

He was no longer angry 
writing his own epitaph. 
Fighting a singular brute 
without repeating himself. 
 
Midnight. Untouchable moon 
drops the ear-ring. 
A mottled face worships 
a ladder expressionlessly. 
 
A monk walks past an 
oversexed monkey. 
A hidden agenda in end, 
shows a dirty hand. 
 
 
You know, I do not want 
to tame an exploding - 
navel. Transfixed I throw 
the bottle in a sea. 
 
One more parakeet dies 
in my hands. How do I catch 
a flying saucer in the 
alien body.?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 may 2017

The Mosaic

A leopardess dies on a tree. 
No molestation was reported. 
Exploring your breast 
why were you throwing salt? 
 
As if almost needing a space 
you ran to top. A solid truth 
looks like a quasicrystal 
against the nature. 
 
Unbosoming myself I am 
traveling in vacuum. Empty 
hands don't hold any ancestors. 
I am carrying my unborn voice. 
 
Now don't cry, don't. You are 
reaching home at the end of a 
tunnel. A featureless fog will let you in, 
in a fatherless world.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 may 2017

Trafficking

The arch 
in the targeted killing 
was the bet when you 
lost your virginity. 
 
A slow dance 
at the cold river of flesh, 
with genitalia wiped off. 
I was constructing- 
 
your genome 
from you saliva. Prayer 
was a form of begging 
before an unpardonable sin. 
 
The gradient 
parting the hills will 
find another arena 
to start the game.


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Other poems: Metaphysics Of Shrine, Too Prudent, Collective Loss, In Your Own Temple, I Don't Know, In My Painting, To End The Poem, Never Found You, Defaulter, Virginity, Freedom From Pain, Pure As Gold, You Were Not Like Me, This Violence, Don't Sell You Thoughts, Vision In Dark, We Were Too Proud, Into Depression, In Honeymoon, In Twilight, I Am Not Changing Myself, Washing Relics, Who Was Yogi?, Street Weighs Steps, A Living Death, Repeat History, Too Proud To Bend, Rereading History, Pain Of Pain, Thou Shall Not Cry, Deep Fears, In Coexistence, Understanding Me, O God, The Penultimate, In God's Shadow, January Cool, Sending My Hymns, Sending My Hymns, I Knelt In Flames, Hyperaesthesia, After Separations, Incomplete Thoughts, To Tell The Truth, Bizarre Phenomenon, Scoliosis, Noises Of Stampede, Laws Of Chemistry, Love To Violence, Prayer Starts, After The Body, Your Thoughts Live Around Me, My Blood, My Bones, Moon Slept In My Arms, In Cross-Hairs, Out Of Honey, Ocean Sinks, Looking At Past, Not Heart Broken, A Patriarch Maps, By Sparks Stay Young, Inheriting The Dust, Death In Peace, In Dragnet, My Craft Trembles, The Adored Angel, Untold Story, In Blue Darkness, Will You Know?, Inventory Of Pain, Till Every Song, Felling A Tree, Love And Revenge, Anchor Buried In Clouds, Walking In Twilight, Hope Dies Daily, Footprints On Sands, Amaryllis Blooms, Analysing Myself, Beauty Of Truth, Moonwhite Heart, It Was Not Your Refusal, Fire Game, Chained Love, Pink Bruises, Waning Moon, Waning Moon, Sea Will Drag Me, There Was Ample Pain, If You Are A Human Being, Equality, Sun Was Cooling, Bee-Stings, Lost In Thoughts, In Order Of Being, Smoking Guns, Come To Me As You Are?, Freak Happenings, Character, Dreamscapes, I Think, I Don't Exist, Reincarnation, My Gifts, Pure Like Flames, Unseeking, Reapers Are Here, God It Kills, Body Was Temple, Divine Losses, Winter Tales, Green And Red, No Preface, My Scars Were Red, Don't Grieve For Me, Pain Of Surrender, A Renaissance, Repeating Pain, Deep Inside, When Truth Was Exhumed, It Was My Pain, How Much Certain You Were?, In Cupped Lakes, Saviour Was Sad, Space Walk, Where Will You Go?, Dust Under Feet, Priest Writes On Wall, Deciphering, We Will Not Come Back, Over Your Dream, Watching A Miracle, No Complaints, Between Whips And Tether, Travesty Of Truth, The Saga Of Breakup, The Saga Of Breakup, Playing Chess, The Trial, Leaves Are Changing Colors, Broken Bridges, Misty Memories, In Temperature, O Trinity, Studying Life, Nonetheless, I Write With Red Ink, Everything Is Black, Tangerines Sing, Touching Everywhere, Taking Revenge,

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