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Satish Verma, 6 august 2012

INTEGRITY AT LARGE

Was that a non-devil effort
to hide the language
from cultural onslaughts?

The anger splits the opinion
about hurting goodness.
An isolated insult will spur

the words against the flight over
the answer, before the brush
with picketing fear, showing heroism.

I speak for unknown enemies
who wanted to alter the season
by planting horror on the street.

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Satish Verma, 5 august 2012

THE PRESENCE

The hawk was landing.
Squinting at the urgent need
of slaughter and hope –

among the frightened hunger
of truth, of running feet
in the tall grass.

A world apart in
seeking the reality of
dying for earthly love.

I was not sure of
the manifesto of bricks and
stones falling on evergreen kisses.

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Satish Verma, 4 august 2012

THE PRESENCE

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Satish Verma, 3 august 2012

REMINISCENCES

The sludge overtakes the sane
euphoria.A barefoot caravan
of cloud becomes edgy.

The hills have gone green.
The cascading falls
tend to mount on the scattered stones.

Suddenly I go berserk and start
hitting the stars moon by moon,
when night had betrayed the lover.

The collected grief of the lyrics
will answer for the blood
which hunger spread on the lips.

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Satish Verma, 2 august 2012

NINTH MONTH

Goose-stepping on a soul song
you set the sky ablaze,
and I was not ready to welcome you.

I was hungry and I was thirsty
but could not find the road.
Back and forth, back and forth

walking with the toad. You can guess
my predicament when I said
that, I am, not I would

assult on the chaste fruit
of the moon, growing on the
tall tree of September.

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Satish Verma, 1 august 2012

MOVING OFF

After a long time, I heard them again:
peacocks.
Bequeathing the pilgrim sun to palm trees;
poised to open sexuality.

Ah, the purple lips of a downing
cloud sets the sky on a chase
for a lost love of the blazing
moon in the starless night.

A recent pluck of a sharp grace folds
the lingerie, you open the fist to let
the explosion fly away.
This was the start of a crimson romance.

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Satish Verma, 30 july 2012

STRANGE MORROW

On your face the shadow of a transparent wound
bungles the capricious climate
of the death of a thought which you could not
carry very far.

And that was all when I asked you some questions
about life. You started opening a beehive
of kills and subcutaneous pains.

How do you spell the happiness in beliefs and
starvation to achieve the resolution or incredible?
The mistrust between the cause and effect was
surfacing, though there was plenty

of solitude between the trees and cuckoo’s
calls.A crazy spell of silence in prayers
when we were very upset about our gods.

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Satish Verma, 29 july 2012

ROAD WAR

Hoisting the bisexuality
on a figurine,
I crawl back to anxiety.

The primitive instinct
was taking over the stitches
on a snake.

What do you want from
a moon for the drooling
mouth of a seashell?

Braiding the breasts
against gravity,
earth wants to defy the duality.

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Satish Verma, 28 july 2012

THE CANDLE BURNS

Not a single word added today
to my tinsel book. The brown eyes
were searching my smile.

You want to close the happening
of first moon and the fig.
My roses start a new dialect,

waiting on the clouds, almost
in rains, spreading the wetting
agent between the eyes.

The distance was the most crucial
thing, that does not end;
endlessly stretching.

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Satish Verma, 27 july 2012

BLOOD DRAPED

It was coming up, the politics
like dirty sex
in tall Parthenium grass.

The panther was hiding on a steppingstone
watching the hot, field hockey
played with skulls of peers.

Mauled, the peach skin was
entertaining sunlight in
the metaphoric village.

Prisoners of false ceilings,
we sing the anthem with
the crowd of wolves.

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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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INTEGRITY AT LARGE

THE PRESENCE

THE PRESENCE

REMINISCENCES

NINTH MONTH

MOVING OFF

STRANGE MORROW

ROAD WAR

THE CANDLE BURNS

BLOOD DRAPED

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