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Satish Verma, 4 july 2014
DEPARTURE
Your absence was left beside me
for the white salt,
unsolicited, unbroken wants.
Asking to return
the dried roses
pressed between the pages of talking book.
Counting only the dying fireworks
the hissing sparks,
left in the unwrapped bones and skin.
In my solitude I reach your smell,
your lips still warming my vessel,
my drink.
Vindicating the tarred hurts,
the never name,
and twisted lyrics.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 3 july 2014
SLEEPING BUDDHA
Happening?
you heave a sigh.
In peril, mother of peace?
Real threat
to ice lingam? the Creator?
Falling apart?
Cat’s claw was not healing.
Where the greens will go?
The pods, the seeds?
Tara, Tara!
come again,
we are waiting on the hills.
Glaciers were shrinking-
rivers are sad
and trees are weeping.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 2 july 2014
RAGING KINDNESS
Suckers of an octopus arm
entwine
like ziplocks
around a bleeding artifact,
for signature erase
on shared bed.
Few oily drops
simmer down
from the wheels,
the raging grief of the centuries.
Arrival had been delayed
of charred remains
of toxic news.
Repair of the ozone layer was garlanded
as a birthday gift.
I did not want the variety of answers.
Snakes and lizards have entered
into the skins of dark men.
You kill a snake,
a bruise comes on the face of the moon.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 1 july 2014
CONTRAST
Afraid of each other
we are hiding from farewell.
At stake was our nest,
you did not want to leave.
I think of kissing the dead eyes
of a phoenix,
I am a flame and I am ash.
The clouds will come as a curse.
Scissors: your lips had tormented me.
Why are we separating the grains?
transparent hurts?
Something we did not want to say?
A parting gift of silence
will haunt the blind memories.
I am walking on the rough terrain.
You are sailing in the sky.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 30 june 2014
WANDERER
It was a taxidermal view
thousands of fawns on the lake.
Can you handle the die-off
of the whole truth?
I have nowhere to go. Genes are
turning on, turning off. Bare hands
holding the bruises.
Hungry, but cannot eat
looking at the tattoos on the back of
starving children.
I am sick these days in the midst of glory
and shame. Faithlessness is a prize
wrapped by shadows. The snakes
are climbing on the walls.
Human things, like chimps
kissing and hugging to calm down.
in memoriam of a lost tribe.
The body of a chaste god
lies buried under the debris of unholy secrets.
Homeless I wander, beneath the high sky.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 29 june 2014
KNUCKLED DOWN
Fearing the haze of ending
this body does not behave now.
Puppet show was over.
Punch – drunk we move
amidst the psychopaths, who were
foraging the aroma from armpits.
Loincloths hanging on the strings to strangle
the pigeons.
Everything moves with precision.
Sex on the mind.
The master wants the untouched flesh,
quietly without any sound.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 28 june 2014
LINEAGE
It was set on fire, the market place:
from a distance I was watching, the
hieroglyphic climate of the cutouts;
some shoes with yellow human feet embedded
in them, were thrown on the images
of gods, lying on the steps of tanks:
on hills the sex workers were doing
brisk business in private retreats
of the holiest of towns, a golden dome
was being erected as an insult to poors,
the streaked priests chanting the sacred
hymns, hurling the abuses on red faced
simians waiting on the rooftops,
ashamed to share the inherited lineage
but why one should kill one’s own daughter?
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 27 june 2014
FIREFLIES
A pagan will search for antiparticles
after a collective wrong:
some tantric will throw up the smoke rings
before the poean starts.
Come, stand beside me,
sadness is going to find me again
on the oak tree. A hairy spirit climbs up
to give a call of a touch wood for a voyager.
The viscera has been packed for the
final verdict of a forensic lab.
Now I have nowhere to go
between myself and truth.
It might not end, the poor conversation
between life and death.
The eyemask saves the guilt of sleepless
nights at old punctuations. Makes
the words ferocious for the lamenting cause.
From tree to tree the fireflies swing.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 26 june 2014
CRISIS
To drill a hope in the drowned soul
was very difficult,
winds had blown away
the talisman.
Stress was palpable,
you could tear the weather with empty hands.
Mists had walked into the houses
to pick up the burning cheeks.
Man was playing with nature
until death time.
Stones piled up,
burning tyres on the road.
Visionaries were celebrating the all blinds
day, in an echo chamber_
and all the people were standing
on no-man’s-land for peaceful coexistence.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 25 june 2014
AMEN!
would give anything to die
in you, in your belly,
innocently. My voice of dissent
should hold the wings atop the kisses.
The wards in between fall on
choked Eustachian. A global grief
encircles the fallen gods, prophets
of sins.
My other self silently awakens me,
this very night as I swallow my pride
and walk through the corridors of childhood
to learn again the alphabet of death.
The shadows are lengthening.
One by one the friends have departed.
The hour of loneliness was stretching.
So it be!
Satish Verma
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