Satish Verma, 16 maja 2023
Spider weaves the
net. You walk in the named―
trap of honesty.
I have stopped
looking at stars, after the
moon bit me in dark.
Who was dying for a
sip of hawthorn today
in the bright sunlight?
Satish Verma, 15 maja 2023
Like a forgotten
love child, are you same as
I left you sleeping?
A creeper grows on
your face to steal the tears.
Why karma had failed?
At least a small kiss
of revival of dreams could
have saved the moon!
Satish Verma, 14 maja 2023
Love hours.
When you cover your
face with hands,
light dims.
I enter your interocular
space, to understand the
truth ofdissent.
I am learning
from you about the black
theory. You wanted to―
take titanic steps
in small feet.
Human facts.
I cannot breathe.
You possess the power of
manipulation.
A bird doesn't know.
Satish Verma, 13 maja 2023
Leave me by me.
I was an onlooker in
wilderness of knees.
Primal truth is dead
I search peacemakers
of nowheres in vain.
Watch my loneliness.
A bronze elephant stands
still in dream traffic.
Satish Verma, 11 maja 2023
It were not you
at the end of poem. Something
of moon had died.
Time has not come
to intervene in parting
of lips turning blue.
You will not change,
in offering the drink of
stunning Venus flytrap.
Satish Verma, 10 maja 2023
December moon
and you, not to blink for a
while in the shadow.
Salt angel, you will
make my eyes dry― after the
glitter of tears.
What is the full sign
of the brave robbery when
it is stinging dark?
Satish Verma, 7 maja 2023
Honesty. Was it the
sickness of mind? Ask the
spirit of water.
Honour the blue
goddess with grey hair in
silent grieving.
Spurn the moon and
come to me to celebrate
alien reverie.
Satish Verma, 6 maja 2023
I thought we knew
each other by our shadows.
Stratosphere laughs.
Inappropriate,
when you touch the moon
in torrential rain.
You pay a price
to listen to Beethoven.
You become blind.
Satish Verma, 4 maja 2023
In stasis, time
was ready to abandon you,
I suffer intensely.
I didn't want to
hear my own voice. Cathartic,
I was beside myself.
Creating shock waves,
wanted to speak to water
to freeze in eyes.
Satish Verma, 3 maja 2023
I dreamed of you.
Otherworldly. Blue and tender.
Not my pain anymore.
Did you pray for me
and asked to write a last
poem for sake of veil?
A bird takes, sand
bath, before jumps on a pyre
to prove fidelity.
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