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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 lipca 2013

OUTRAGEOUS

Everybody was half-naked on the trail
of curves. Braindead. Emptied thought.
A single vacant look.
"Why me? " I ask. Stay stupid in the crowd. Looking
at the moon, indulgent. Plucking the nector from
knobs of naked flames.

No coming back from days of unknowing
the secrets of unskopen words. A cry stifles
in the throat of a prayer.

A moon was found on a dump!

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 lipca 2013

RETURNING

You come home, sitting on my shoulders.
I bid you farewell at door. Death tiptoes in dark
before looking at the bare hands. A new concept of
ending comes out from crozier. Uncoiling has stopped.
In loincloth a truth unravels the mystery of cells. A
warm transparency. You walk around objectively,
returning the gifts to birds, bees and aspens. It
was time not to put up excuses. The wings are tired
and wind was falling.

Let the dance of nothingness start!

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 lipca 2013

MINACIA

Dismentaling the menace
very discreetly, the matchmakers
walked over the hurricane to bring
back showers.

Unreachable, moon was smiling
in the blue sky. The maidens were busy
in observing a fast to get a muse.
A million stars went on counting the sins.

Innocent milk will fill up the breasts
of waiting mothers whose children
were coming back from the front. The
shadows were changing with weather.

Inertia of dust turns into a sculptor,
with eyesless sight. A mask falls
from a reclining god.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 7 lipca 2013

TURBULENCE

A night out with mosquitoes for a sharp
comment of urgency to end the war after a decapitated
unnamed flesh of words found six inches short
I can write only poems This very ordinary life appears
to be worthless

without vocabulary unsemantic between us I am
enslaved alive going beyond the stings in my
heart I try to find my voice burning inside a never
gone pain do you hear me I am very lonely in the
jungle of falls Am I descending

infarcts are spreading the paresis inability
to raise the finger fear of manuscript I am
never was there in cloudless desert the starless
night moonless sky it is very dark Out
of emptiness comes an explosion Is it a new creation

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 6 lipca 2013

IRONY OF AUTHOR

In the absence of a consenting moon half
my night was in disarray, the density of poems
was draining out the grape wine from the eyes.

This amphitheater of your life: where you
are spectator and you are a player, past
the tears and past the happiness.

Find out the lost baby, where we slept.
A crying bundle on the tracks of bones.
You cannot carry the outstretched alms, need to stop
the train of thoughts.

Green boys were hiding in their sleeves.
Did you perform your role well in speaking
your dialogue on the stage and give a loud
laughing call?

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 lipca 2013

SERENE REVENGE

Unmoored in twilight, my most visible
hands were ready to slam on the moon
of stains to bring out the water of life.
A secondhand night was waiting for
an explosion,

which never came. How long will we go
to find the peace in surrogate truths
surrounded by thorns on lips? I was hanging
a painting of a fall in happy valley of
gender artists,

which I never appreciated. The high heeled
power of legs was no match to beautiful nails.
The walk on the ramp betrayed the ancient
footfalls reaching nowhere to nothingness on
revolving planet.

The masqueraders are still roaming free on
parole to snatch a prize for extraordinary
darkness generated by stars on the faces
of orphans tattooed by the whips of silence,
after all they were flung flowers.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 lipca 2013

DEAF AND DUMB

Are you sleeping with hate?
I wanted to know, does it have a meaning?
For we human beings, any equals in plants and animals?

There was this audacious betrayal of a brute force
to behead a beautiful lass, a scion of fine race.
The baby king was still sleeping in his tomb.

Tut, we were talking of a Kamikaze attack on
Tutenkhamun. Living in piece meals, walking
Alongside the wall only, fear writ large on the face

the moon birth had gone waste. Eye donors were
waiting for the vision in darkness of violence,
the hstages were thrown out limb by limb,

the crazy world going berserk. Somebody
was carring flowers on the beach. My words
were losing the edge. I was dreaming of only bleeders.

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 lipca 2013

ALL I REMEMBER

Your world collapses A name shies of comeback
breaks the water for bare bones unaligned you
hunker down for the happenings didnot fit

in the shoes of black magic it was a damned
reversal of the pygmies to become tall the old city
dies on the hill young steps start a never ending

descent of the wheels can you stop this vintage flow
in night king was sitting without a glass
rolling stones were laughing after the conversation

and the sons of soil smashed the barriers
after the illumination cacti become prominently displayed
in the jungle of weeds wearing nightgowns of thorns

two headed snakes lapping up the milk from the teats
of a moon the cow jumps on the hemlocks amidst
the cries of children of tomorrow

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 lipca 2013

SOMETHING HUMAN

beautiful girls
formless of criminal honesty
falling in love with endymion

a wave is furrowed on the forehead
of selene, envy or a genetic trigger
starts a nightmare

fading star heralds a
gray moon
leaves are falling

like my words
from your lips, are you beside
me in green silence

i was watching
the sun falling on the wings
of black birds

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 czerwca 2013

CRISSCROSS

When speed overtakes you, incision on
black marble crashes. Before the moonrise
your bygone sister falls in your arms
crying.

Babydeath had jumped from the second
floor to meet the earthquake of icy
forgetfulness in wild fire. A landslide
wanted to know, who was to be blamed?

Wind is split on two counts.One was
the lazy sun and second were the clouds
in absence. An evil eye has a theme of
breeding resentment of withdrawl from a romantic hug.

Tossed in a deathbin, a snail tries to
climb on a hot wall of bonelight.

Satish Verma

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