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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 february 2017

Self-Watch

Have not crossed the street 
in many years 
to greet you. 
 
A slice of moon 
leaves footprints in blood. 
Maintaining the perfection 
you start giving names to trees. 
 
Paraplegia: 
you start dismanteling the life 
in search of romance with death 
for immersing the dreams. 
 
Take hold of my arms 
I want to invent your portrait 
in sands of nocturne. 
 
Drink the milk of silence. 
It is dark, but soothing. 
Go to sleep.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 january 2017

Walking Toeless


Stone by stone you kill me. 
Petal by petal I die - 
 
 
holding a scalpel 
to unwrite my name. 
 
Violence 
erupts among words. 
A temple breaks. 
O goddess! don't cry beyond silence. 
 
The infant's milk 
spills in darkness. 
Antiquity raises a wall 
around the mother. 
 
I am vanishing now, 
freezing my assets.

 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 january 2017

Watching Our Warts

Sloping down in gold pursuit 
of a bruised city, 
sons of nameless fathers 
were changing the generic mandate. 
 
I am becoming fluvial 
going on a muted odyssey 
to find unmarked graves. 
 
Slaughtering 
your own lines, in praise of end- 
which came very soon; 
before the windows altered the moon. 
 
Genes spilled on the road 
recalling the wounded 
son whose lexicon took him 
to war with the meanings.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 january 2017

Fierce Mooning

Trotting along; fighting death - 
with delaying techniques. 
Chemo had failed. 
 
Weeping Ashoka, how do I 
name you differently? 
I may not see you again. 
 
I am hurt, very badly. 
Absolutely rooted, firmly 
in autumn. My leaves were falling. 
 
Pushing back the interface 
between smiles and tears; 
the trespasser goes to moon. 
 
It was traditional, 
garlanding the poet- 
who had killed his muse.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 january 2017

Survival

Unslept- 
hangman, flees from the noose. 
The day had come to execute. 
A thought had become a fear 
but fear was not a thought. 
 
Naked in the moon 
a wolf wants move of something 
leaning on the hills of thirst, 
bitten by the views of cemetery. 
 
The landscape 
was changing. You want to cover your head 
with a topi, standing on the edge 
of a lake before you are drowned 
under the burning eyelids. 
 
A Buddha smiles from 
the shelf. How can you fill the emptiness 
of a bowl, which has 
hundred holes?
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 january 2017

Walking Into You

Tonight 
the nectar will be spread 
to tame a random tormentor. 
 
Black and white, 
I never saw my father weeping. 
Lonely he was. 
 
I am 
my own creation today 
weather beaten. Confession to - 
 
confession, unread. When the- 
storm was tethered, 
there was flooding and neck deep- 
 
you were in tears. Am cannibalizing 
my own poems, to write a new line. 
It was a midnight moon.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 january 2017

Returning Favour

Will pursue 
the star killed by a limb. 
A black hole 
is going to devour him. 
 
What was ahead now 
in the sea of reverse pain? 
You were knocking out 
your own creation. 
 
In the hunger's wake 
will you stop eating your own 
words and say something 
of the locked doors of eyes? 
 
I cannot sing the scars 
and unmask the fires. 
It is gratifying when you are silent, 
and still you are heard.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 january 2017

Raging Spring

Siblings 
will take care of the morgue. 
I am going to hang my god 
today. Howling winds 
are crashing into my breath. 
 
 
In the sea 
of flags, the white death walks on 
naked bodies of faith. Innocence 
will take a back seat 
listening to the roaring assault 
of blues. 
 
Was it a hymn to drink 
the religion of rage? 
The men sitting in the glass vases 
worshiping the rising sun in awe 
with folded hands.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 january 2017

Grief Unspoken

It was the interplay 
between shadow and moon. 
An encephalopathy 
in ring of fire? 
 
The blast was the tipping 
point of your identity. Now 
you don’t recognize yourself 
amid the books. 
 
Grieving can start now. 
Tossed from temple roof 
on to mound of ash, you 
stand on your grave for final count. 
 
Again your voice will drown 
in a green pond. It was a 
prelude to a voicelessness for 
ever. Irretrievable was, a bird song.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 january 2017

Holding On

Bounty 
of landfall. 
I am collecting your berries. 
 
The castle 
has connived with the moat 
to end an era. 
 
The first step 
ends the journey. 
An avatar has accepted the bribe. 
 
Gather the tents 
and return the sky. 
My morale is sinking very low. 
 
The dream 
will wash the eyes 
to read the book again.


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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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