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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 maja 2019

No Snobbery

Talk of politics, 
and the auction begins. 
 
Every rock has a price. 
The marble will fetch more flesh. 
 
The granite breaks below 
your eyes. I limit the tears. 
 
No time left for complaints. 
I am ready for the good –bye. 
 
Will you meet me beyond 
the space, faraway in void? 
 
No words will follow me 
I am going unwritten. 
 
No profile, no editing. 
A bloom will pop up, from 
below the fallen tree.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 maja 2019

Prophesying

The shovel 
moves the wet earth 
noiselessly. 
 
Your path goes to dark, 
in the jungle fire 
through Sunset Boulevard. 
 
Father of my father 
used to drink a pitcher, of black tea, daily, 
to stay alert. 
 
He would tell me, 
“Do what you wanted to do.” 
 
The rain will not stop 
for sometime. Why don’t 
you go to sleep? 
 
The fury of the 
flood, will not break 
the pride of an oracle.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 maja 2019

Always A Thunder

The nightingale was 
very sad. Nobody 
was taking a call. 
 
* 
 
A scream would 
go unheard, when 
the floodgates are opened. 
 
* 
 
The snake will not 
change the color. It 
will watch the Noah.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 maja 2019

After The Snow Storm

It tumbles down. The real. 
Heels start hurting. 
 
Once upon a night, there 
was a red moon, which used to hang 
on your head and I 
would watch something beyond. 
 
No outburst of profanity 
will take place, when you were 
dissecting a triangle― 
 
of rainbows. I will not 
assemble the waist of a tall tree 
after the fruit fall. 
 
Gone with the snow, my 
temple, my god. I am now 
waiting for the looters of rings.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 maja 2019

Negation Of What?

Living, 
in the wounds, 
like a gas dragged into 
the black hole. 
 
Bedeviling the light. 
There are no winners in this war. 
Corona will not sit 
on any head. 
 
There was ambivalence 
in the robust thrust. 
The hard x-rays will 
burn the thoughts. 
 
Do not go on chasing the 
grazed genre. The style 
will bring back the questions 
which had no answers.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 maja 2019

Drowning My Faith

Partly stripped, head shaven 
for a royal revelation of eternal scars. 
 
Blood oranges. 
You want to practice your knife 
on the boneless. 
 
No loaves left for the rainy day. 
 
Do you believe in after life? 
 
White pigeons convulsed 
on the hot, searing sands of 
the rebel stronghold. 
 
The politics works. Small breasts 
with no filling. A gender bias 
makes you fit for a Stark effect. 
 
I search the flesh, the eyes 
the wisdom.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 maja 2019

Quick-Eyed

To live or not 
to live like a zero 
in the company of numbers. 
 
* 
 
Add the space 
to the black hole. 
You will find infinity. 
 
* 
 
The question mark 
will always twist 
the answer in big NO.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 maja 2019

Quick-Eyed

To live or not 
to live like a zero 
in the company of numbers. 
 
* 
 
Add the space 
to the black hole. 
You will find infinity. 
 
* 
 
The question mark 
will always twist 
the answer in big NO.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 maja 2019

Difficult Choice

If a gadget turns 
you on, and I cannot 
listen the voiceless 
music, how would 
we meet in parasynthesis? 
 
A parakeet lifts the long 
tail to climb on― 
the grill to watch the 
sweep of clouds, whistling 
past, when the world 
was mud-splattered. 
 
Take my hand and hold 
the queer. I was never me 
in the maddening crowd. 
I listen to only my body.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 maja 2019

A Revival

Patenting the human genes; 
fence-sitters 
will ask for the god. 
 
You will not reveal 
your preferences, though 
natural selection propels 
 
you to young veins. A 
self-denial comes into 
play. The jade was million 
 
years old. Taking a cue 
from the fathers, a 
monkey runs on the water. 
 
Making trouble was 
easier than to erect a 
home for the extinct to live.


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