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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 października 2017

The Threshold

During the litany of questions, 
I will talk to you, 
about the innocence 
of flowing river. 
 
Here was your faultline. 
You had washed your words in 
the dirty stream. 
Now, you were complaining about the winds. 
 
I will not ask you 
to kill the thrill of hurting 
the defence. But 
were you ready for a recount? 
 
Black, as a burnt-out bread, 
the time; will leave the wounds open. 
I will write a poem 
you will start screaming.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 października 2017

Flowering

To find the 
essence of nothingness 
you need to play a bluff. 
The birthmark will come 
without motherhood. 
 
It lacks a commitment of 
fatherless progeny. The stigma 
arrives later when you meet 
the moon at night. 
I don't defend the puritan's version. 
 
It was natural. Are we returning 
to a thinking tree where parakeets 
are nesting? The illegitimacy 
of bold argument needs the 
blessings of the birch.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 października 2017

Etching Your Profile

I will take you: 
In claustrophobia, 
head-to-toe, 
fully immersed in death. 
* 
Where the horizon 
meets the asteroid. 
I will call, the near 
earth, my prayer. 
* 
A distant touch 
of your encounter, takes 
a big toll. I have started 
talking to moon.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 września 2017

Altercation

The father and child 
Will not talk to 
Each other. 
There was a dispute. 
Who was father? 
 
* 
 
Sometimes I wake up 
In a dream, looking up 
In your eyes. 
Was it dark or moonlight? 
 
* 
 
Why you need to nurse 
A pain? We will jump 
In a river of inferno, 
And drown together!


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 września 2017

Emotionally

When it is a moonless Night, you Start repeating yourself Like a parakeet. * Give me a call, when You are distressed, I Will come as a cloud To read your eyes. * A rain drop On the tip of A thorn. Are you crying?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 września 2017

Catching Fire

When the rage 
will not find an exit. 
Would you come to 
share my grief? 
 
* 
 
We left our bones, 
our souls behind; 
to remind the word; 
it was a booby-trap. 
 
* 
 
There was a gun debate 
all the times. To kill 
or not to kill the 
fantasies in infancy.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 września 2017

The Final Call

Answers remain elusive. 
Stains were on shirt: 
You went on wiping- 
away the mirror. 
 
Incarcerated, 
biologically, he wanted 
to get it changed. 
The pecking order. 
 
You were trying to 
move away, 
from yourself. Death 
was the missing link. 
 
 
Was it indecent 
to start the self-inventory? 
You start dancing 
on the inaudible music.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 września 2017

Constraints

Self-immolation 
near a waterfall? 
Why did you leave your footwear 
on the bank? 
 
A women 
turns into a snake. 
Would you call 
a snake charmer? 
 
Tonight, 
the moon was not sighted. 
How can I start 
my drink of elixir?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 września 2017

A Short Journey

Death after: 
In a decisive moment, 
you abduct a 
template. 
 
Of insular world, 
to explore 
the ethereal beauty 
of nothingness. 
 
Melting like a big 
chunk of glacier, 
watching the civility 
of a nude. 
 
You will never 
forget me. My alchemy 
scatters, 
the golden nuggets.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 września 2017

Expanding

My palm, 
collects the dark energy. 
Reversing the code, I 
am not going for a big crunch! 
 
Who wants to reclaim 
the thunder from the spent 
cloud? A pristine pure, 
hot and wetted moon, 
 
will never decide the fate. 
Tonight I am going to drift 
intentionally towards the 
antigravity. Your eyes are 
 
going to become epicenter 
of a quake. A desire had 
hundred moons. The galaxy 
was vast and deep. The 
 
world was still revolving 
around the phallic symbols, 
altering the walking pace 
of the ruins.


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