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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 stycznia 2019

Metaphysical

Like the artifacts of ruins,
you look back
at the lost innocence.

Too much knowing,
was hurting.
Life does not spare you twice.

You arrive incognito
in the jungle of
fake hugs and kisses.

Innovative. The fear
strikes, bites with
a lethal sting.

Could not reverse
the anhydrous eyes.
Trying to exhaust the vision.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 stycznia 2019

Dreams Wandering

The moonlight―
singed him at night.
How will you write a poem?

*

Standing at window,
you watch a shooting star―
hearing a cuckoo’s two-note call.

*

Picking red hollyhocks,
your face swims before me,
and fleeting time!

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 stycznia 2019

Gifting Away

Want to return,
to unknowing, the
trap door.

Filling up the gaps,
the arrow slits. No more
I will need weapons.

Trespassing the,
brutality of sin, committed
against the sanctity―

of body. This is how
I am re-creating myself
without morbidity.

Annihilation, was not
the answer. I am holding
the gold leaves of sun.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 stycznia 2019

Sacrifice

It was a free fall,
drowning me on the footpath.
The yellow glare had
scattered me completely.

Left alone to suffer, the
failure were you. When the
brick come, you met yourself
in the doorway of menacing home.

The hunger pang was
obsolete. The fish will
not swim outside the orbit
of a new isle for enigma.

The Turkish stones, blue―
green eyes, haunt me in
sleep. Your life takes an
about-face, march outside the promise.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 stycznia 2019

Climbing Up

We are burning―
the boats.
Freckled in the sun.
The river was drying up.

The stupid moon,
will not listen, was
in love with lake. One
day the water
will flow.

Do you believe in
rebirth of a universe―
from the fallen
debris of life?

The dead man will
walk out from the shroud,
to reclaim,
the lost integrity.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 stycznia 2019

Scouring

Like a bee,
you wanted to land―
on the snapdragon’s,
curved lip.

Light years away―
a mouth gapes open;
you will not,
walk in.

A wrenching search,
for a home, where
you will not find
the violence.

A wax palace, you
are invited to live in.
The dummies, abound,
without backbones.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 stycznia 2019

Massive Explosion

Why does it happen,
when you collapse in,
on yourself, a black

hole is formed? I don’t
want to enter, the depth
of eternal death!

Would you come with
me to have a look
at the fading sun?

It is beautiful. The
rainbow on street, in-
viting you to cross the colors.

It bleeds the heart, the
irreparable loss of the rival.
You are here, not to come again.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 stycznia 2019

The Blooming Blood

Sky-clad, you are going
to meet the nemesis,
digging the street to―
find the nails. Do not fret.
Nails had burrowed deep in the
flesh of unknown. When you have
nothing to say, what are you
going to say?

My heart misses a beat. Takes
a pause to look at the
spring of songless birds. I watch
myself ruined amid the legless run.
Soon they will be coming to wash
the stones with tears.
Do you smell the pungent smoke
rising from the no name tragedy.

Tonight the gas will not burn
in the kitchen. The beds will
remain unslept.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 stycznia 2019

Rudimentary Thoughts

So near and so far
you live together
sorting through the detritus of life.

*

The erosion
sends back the gravel,
the sand and silt of human script.

*

The violence,
will it end someday? Asks
a child playing with a time bomb.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 stycznia 2019

Receive Your Children

Law of causality was
seeking answers from the
rites of flowers. Why do a black powder
and glass sharpnels interrupt
the turnover of bliss,
when I held the sacred
lotus in my hand?

Somebody brings moon
at halt. A loud explosion prepares
the earth for penance, where
we have come raising the bar.
Apparently, a carnage
will deluge the street
with the blood of bystanders.

The planet is dead today
in the belly of violence.
You catch me off the guard.
All night I will go for vigil.

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