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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 sierpnia 2019

Holed Up

You are becoming a
frozen leak, the violet
end.

Ultra was not going beyond
the zero. Here the―
journey ends.

Dispersion of light was
increasing, the surface tension
between me and religion.

Again you are deflecting,
taking an oblique route
to find the truth.

Who was the father
of an unborn lie?
I was not expanding any more.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 sierpnia 2019

Times Are Changing

Addictive in shambles, that was
cognitive decline―
amidst wars of life,
with a right to death.

The gold dust falls
from the dead, colliding stars,
after the violence of giants.
You may not need stem cell transplant now.

Like a gamma ray burst― of
cataclysmic events― to start
the creation of verse. Were you
ready to hear the inner voice?

The urge to go up, was very strong
without grit. My burden will
increase if you are―
reluctant to propel yourself.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 sierpnia 2019

Till The Ceremony

I accept, my defeat―
in the hands of Ariel.

You start hiding from your
own chrysanthemums.

Trying to merge the agony
with the diminutive flight.

The tale of a big fall from
the height of assimilation―

I will go all the way to
challenge the unknown fear.

The passage was full of
bumps, slowing the pace of kisses.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 31 lipca 2019

After Meeting God

You should not be present―
everywhere, O God. Pull down,
all the shutters of your temples.

I am mortified, of a
hidden hand, that gives
spurious― sugar coated hymns.

A hometown crowd
assembles at the door of the―
palace to hear the arrival.

What was the natural
descent made of? A cyber attack
was the most desirable thing.

A crypt sets you free―
from the engraved sermons.
All night I will sit on the vigil, for a vision.

The book was blank
for a goodnight deal. I will
not cross any unwritten poem.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 lipca 2019

Seeking Carefully

Where do you stand―
in the crowd, for the love of a cause―
your feet cannot measure the ache
of the earth, respecting the rhythm
of a lone survivor.

Can you believe in the fall of a titan?

Stranded in accuracy
for a salt lick for
a zipless mouth wide open.

Intuiting,
what the flesh would not say.

And I keep standing by the midriff to see the face.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 lipca 2019

Confronting The Unknown

I walk for a short while―
talking with the moon and
thinking about the zero―

and spirit and water― standing
my ground, I ask the earth―
tell me, whose fear was greater than mine.

If god was blind, then why
so many planets and moons? Is that true
that between good and bad lives a shaman?

There was something
behind the walls. A lot of noises coming―
out, as if nobody was perfect.

The realization itself was hurting.
The day I started sweating,
reaching the icy peaks of understanding.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 lipca 2019

Violence In A Cup

The winged sex of the
module/wants to stay naked.
Everything backs it up
to become a suicide bomber
on the beach.

A cactus will not bloom tonight.
A shirt was loaned to the
tortured torso without head and limbs.

She was possessed by a
black spirit of a squirrel,
which was killed by a hatchet.

Bit by bit a moth was eaten alive
by the ants. Only the dry wings
were clapping.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 lipca 2019

The Prairie Wool

The trapped body
will not listen to baby fugue.

The perception will find―
the writing on the flute.

For Neptune, the liquid
carries your voice.

The fugacity will find
the tongue of eternity.

The sea has divided
the land. Water sends the wreaths.

The future will keep an eye
on the scavenger, time.

There were signs. It was going
to become a predator.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 lipca 2019

Self-Effacement

Gender―
was becoming unborn, ―
untaught. Very fluid state.
You could transgress the boundaries
like the sea spreading over,
on your land.

My ankles giveaway. I cannot―
walk incognito. Moon will
not open the door. Nightshade welcomes
with open arms. A climber
with purple flower holds my hand.
I may stumble. Almost done―
disconnecting with present―
and past.

This is the sun. This is the
sky. Circumcising becomes an
escape, to cut off the bondage with yourself.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 lipca 2019

What Hospice

Becoming unsteady
at points of darkness.

Tinged with blue
I am ready for the unspoken departure.

How to reach out―
for a situation, which was not?

You sleep on the floor
to hear the earth’s agony.

A helix― surrounds the
imperfect creation of unsavory thoughts.

Abusive was the creator,
The evil had a beauty in destruction.

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