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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 grudnia 2017

Reverberating

After the rains, 
it was a full moon 
in summer night. 
 
Fleeing from a subculture- 
of violence, she was 
nestling in the arms of clouds. 
 
A lost killer swearing 
with bruised arms, 
raking up the old vendetta- 
 
beheads the phallic 
image. A brutalizing 
score, when we were celebrating 
 
the moon’s arrival. There was 
no impropriety in spilling. 
Sperm was the conjugal bliss.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 grudnia 2017

Make Believing

Unstitched, you visit 
my navel, without 
warning. There were 
 
bloody stains. I made 
no surrender. The bullet 
went very deep. 
 
Sovereignty was at stake. 
I sit like Buddha 
under a raging moon – 
 
invoking the spirits. An 
irreverence bites me, scares 
me to the bones. 
 
Glitch. I lost the vision. 
The nude version was 
very pure, very sane.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 grudnia 2017

Remembering Neil Armstrong

The coal and blackened hands. 
Zero was the cardinal sin. 
After the lunar walk, 
you flinch back in horror. 
 
A gaint leap has ended 
in a coal tar pit. Are you 
sure we have landed 
at a right spot? 
 
Extraterrestrial. An immune 
disorder. Your autism 
was evolving into a 
monster of twisted brain. 
 
Outside your home 
dozens of bodies were found. 
What were you doing 
when genocide started.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 grudnia 2017

Unheading

O my Master! 
I am breaking rank, 
with space and cosmos. 
 
The scorched earth 
wants another moon, 
another sun. 
 
The blue abyss 
invites for a final plunge. 
I may find my stars. 
 
O my pain! 
give me more needles 
more bites. 
 
On a platter 
you carry the severed title 
of my poem.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 grudnia 2017

Rolling Stones

Between the sun and moon 
you come to transcend 
the frescoes on the sky 
for a lost chance. 
 
It fuels the anxiety. 
When do I meet you 
in dark to explore the 
lightning rod. 
 
The inside enemy will 
allude to self-immolation. 
Where will end the 
agony of man? 
 
The carnage continues 
unabated. The crowds are thinning. 
Lurking men on fimbriae dump the veils. 
Who will invite them today?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 grudnia 2017

Stary Thoughts

To access the mountain, 
are you ready 
to carry the rock? 
 

 
Deep in my heart 
flows the river 
of summer pain. 
 

 
A teardrop in 
a sea of daffodils. 
Who was blind?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 grudnia 2017

Honey Trap

The shoes 
will have to come off. 
You have to walk 
barefoot on grass. 
 
Life had become 
unworthy, of death. 
Do you believe 
in killing of a river? 
 
This was age 
of denials. When glib was 
beseeched by truth not to 
speak against dry bed of water. 
 
The flames of battlefield 
suck the glory of coci. 
They were standing 
in a line for the prayers. 
 
Did you know what 
was beyond the sky? 
A loveless world 
where no bird sings.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 grudnia 2017

Statements

The yellow metal 
protecting the unborn 
will catapult to outrageous heights. 
 

 
Sky confronts the Mars 
in improvisation. On earth, 
the dead were lying side by side. 
 

 
Ah, the mercy killing 
of oneself. Out of compassion 
or taking a revenge?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 grudnia 2017

Tribulations

One-legged thought 
had a solitary confinement. 
Down’s syndrome frightens the catfish. 
 
The bottom dwelling 
body double, wants a compensation 
for jumping up to your lips. 
 
Not impressed, in vitro 
the black moon 
heaps a silver spoon in your mouth. 
 
The body preys on your soul. 
Are you ready to take a dip 
in the smoke coming out of the tunnel? 
 
The hard boiled tale 
of intrauterine device, seals the 
fear of life. there was no birth, no death.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 grudnia 2017

Placed In Orbit

Was very confused. 
I was becoming poorer 
everyday. The depletion was complete. 
Polymorphous? Where do I find 
the affinity with saneness? I 
wanted to quit now, 
drawing the faces of dead. 
 
Farce embers, 
in white fire. Climbing on a 
fence for a fatal jump after 
cavorting with drifting icicles 
of blue eyes. Can you sleep- 
walk in full moon? I am 
ecstatic.White death has become my friend!


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