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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 september 2012

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Still listening from lips,
a mute hearing with hands,
an improper metaphor.
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In the frozen lake of eyes
a fish dies
in unread tears.
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An upended
home of laments
in moon.

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Imperfect proximity
of pillows.
sleep was distance apart.
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Like poison ivy
a gnawing to itch
and an itch to gnaw.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 september 2012

WHISPERING SPARROWS

The native walls
were hounding me-

out of game.
I was playing chess with god.

Was stoned to death.
A small boy’s arm

was crushed.
He stole a bread.

What was the truism
of unheard voices?

Groping in green darkness
I was watching

the lethal plunge of man.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 september 2012

WHISPERING SPARROWS

The native walls
were hounding me-

out of game.
I was playing chess with god.

Was stoned to death.
A small boy’s arm

was crushed.
He stole a bread.

What was the truism
of unheard voices?

Groping in green darkness
I was watching

the lethal plunge of man.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 september 2012

PERHAPS

A thought starts a fire
loosening the lips.
I want to scream.

Between dreams and stars
a sky hung with
inverted moon.

The desire springs a scythe
but cannot cut a
jellyfish of eye.

A sunstroke was speechless
without a sun.
The gift of a night.

The sweet tooth of a lie
scoops a truth,
king of bitters.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma, 15 september 2012

WHY

For a messenger of lies
I lay down the script.
A kick starts the game.

I am the only visitor to the
gallery. Kamasutra suicide displayed
was a way of expression

of a revolt against honour
killing of your own daughters
whose bodies were found in the canal.

The tall sacred walls of home
made kilns, where you empty your sixpence
traditions on the name of native justice.

A sightless vista opens before the
inward eye. I take hold of a brush
and wipe out the faces.

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Satish Verma, 14 september 2012

SOFTNESS

From hereness to thereness
a heat flows-
in the height of fears. A timeless need to map
out the pain of earth, floating on clouds.

Lemon grass
cuts the swan lake. There was a devil in water,
hiding under the rock. You must learn to walk
on waves. Death knows the way of gliding.

The foot under the door, unlocks
the light. You had undone, what I canned
whole life. The threads were weak. The
frost turns off the peaks.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 september 2012

QUEST

Slicing the red velvet
not drawing blood with your nails
you walk
on the body of compromise
kissing the fleece of death.

Untitled,
larger than life
unpresent, missed moments would take
the revenge from no thing.
The violence will end in a lake of tears.

The golden stick.
It was the hard bone which engaged
the furious beast in drowning boat.
Learning from dimension of pain
you draw a circle around you.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma, 12 september 2012

THOUGHT ON THOUGHT

Do you object to
sexual encounters in the clan
to save a semi-god
from extinction?

A political consideration?
For you becoming an otherself
for future generation?

I will not return to the cave
for a bell jar of bones in
the dominion of nature.

The creamy layer of bats
in dark, pursing the lips
to give a truth curdling lie.

I think, I should not think
of sun, water and clouds
and of mundane predictions.

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Satish Verma, 11 september 2012

WAITING

Under the gaze of bald beliefs
a warped dialect
becomes a squeezer.
Helplessly I watch
the slashing of my wrists.

Darkness burns, without light
only intense heat.
The expected miracle digs in
around, in trenches of my knees.
I become a walking ghost.

An immaculate landscape
with not a single blade of grass.
Only a blazing sun, threatening
to make you thingless and godless,
a proximity to aloneness.

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Satish Verma, 10 september 2012

IN CLOUDS

You walk on burning embers
like a black stone
to meet the end before beginning
on empty landscape.

What was the need
to cross a saviour?
Death had the wedding anniversary
in a garden -

full of blessings for the sky
to enter the round seed of thought.
After the explosion, there were
severed heads of two smiling teens.

Satish Verma

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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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