Satish Verma, 9 września 2021
It was not a jubilee,
but I had come to pay my debt.
Stepping gingerly in your
father's study, you open the almirah.
No I am not afraid.
I have come to visit my father.
The hurt has not destroyed me completely.
Days were numbed like by vespa stings― with
burning, swelling and soreness.
I slide the clothes. In
deeper layer a plastic pack appears. on the
bed of dried rose petals,
sits a singed, brown vertebra―
collected after his funeral.
My talisman. I touch it.
Turn around―
don't look back
and walk away.
Satish Verma, 8 września 2021
Like a walking fern, you were.
I was talking to you. Why
would you nose down to touch
my landscape and fall into my arms?
To protect you, I was
making a massive wall― encouraging
the revivalism. Predator
drones were intending to follow you.
The dirt― it will not
stain your innocence. Don't
stand on the ledge. Faceless
winds can topple you at night.
We are beasts, with no space
in between. Like sardines you
are packed without names. The
sea has dried up. How far
was the sun?
Satish Verma, 7 września 2021
Colored truth,
becomes a hot balloon
in denial mode.
For your own―
relevance, negativity will
not accept the defeat.
Between the stars,
anger erupts―
to reorient the gaffe.
Outrage and despair
are writ large
on the face of non-white moon.
Satish Verma, 6 września 2021
You went tounveil your own
statue, before being shot―
dead, for telling the fiction.
Day was stranger than
night. You can discern
the oblique faces.
Handcuffed, you pick up
the pen, to rewrite the name
of omniabsent divine.
Trivial rise of surface
temperature will melt
the snow-clad breasts.
A clove-scented pink―
in the hands of a butcher
does not bring a smile.
Satish Verma, 5 września 2021
In unblemished irish,
the vision was a link
in blankness of thoughts, when
I was weaving a dream
around you.
Your cameo appearance
in flurry of tears,
rips apart my landscape.
The other moon wails behind the clouds.
In androgynous past,
you want to separate the sandwoods.
Death comes as a long sleep.
Your thick braid moves
like a reptile.
I have stopped scripting
the letters. Words float on the
carpeted domes.
Rains would not come tonight.
Satish Verma, 3 września 2021
Constrained.
The starlings will
not fly today.
There was a hole
in the sky.
The god particles will fall.
Drawing out
the blood of fallen―
angles, on the street.
Can you count
the sins of man?
We still celebrate the hate.
Satish Verma, 2 września 2021
I sleep, I wake
for a vigil.
What was time?
The godhood
fails, when you
become a beast.
The thick cloud
of sulphur,
after the blast―
rains limbs. To
meet god, this
was so easy?
Satish Verma, 1 września 2021
Living a death daily,
becomes a normal chore. It was an intense
realization about the ephimerality
of words, the message appearing,
import dying.
The sparks in your eyes
ignite the earth,
without defiling the blue sky.
It was most elemental.
Walking, chatting
green flames― convey a denial
of condensed thoughts. No
milky way. Farewell to tears.
Until you come, the stars,
the moon will not brighten my
kingdom. A peeled off enigma
still prevails.
There was no daymare.
Satish Verma, 31 sierpnia 2021
Like Sequoia,
you wanted to grow tall.
But fear of fall
and right to die
become two opposite poles.
Keeping the death
alive, you turn psycho―
magnifying the departure.
And desires reflect scars.
The dreams fall
like ninepins.
The sheep, the lamp, the
snow, you forget,
where you wanted to go.
Satish Verma, 30 sierpnia 2021
When white mushrooms
come in procession
after the rains,
you bring back my ache―
O pink rose
words fall like birds.
Caparisoned, the
moon was rising from
the sand dunes, like a
camel after the festival of kiss
of love. The singed bank
of the lake was submerged in tears.
Fold your wings, O peacock,
clouds are going back home.
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