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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 czerwca 2013

STRIKING PORTRAIT

A silvery,
fluting cry of a sleepless moon
on the pillow of a twilight sleep:
an enigma I wanted to share
with a skylark.

From the disbelief rises a sulphur
cloud to thaw the ice on the tongue of a dawn.
First ray of sunlight starts flirting,
with a dew dropp on a wet rose.

It was not a poem but a thought
crossing a bridge into eternity,
for a sparkle in the pain of life,
a hymn to be recited without understanding
the meaning.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 czerwca 2013

IMMORTALITY

A very disconnecting creek where bodies
were found, presents a pictorial death in night,
which must be challenged, I say. Then I think without
thoughts; summer was ending and a pandemic
was at the door. The art of debating the image
sears the mind. Must act, think later: the gold

coins have been thrown in the market, the
frozen lens behind the slit eyes watch the cargo
unloading: the explosions come in spate. What
was it - greed or fear? We are running blindly,
the brides, the boys, the men. Of modern governance
a metaphysical meditation.

The strings pulled behind the curtain, game
starts. Award is gifted. The name dies.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 czerwca 2013

DARK LANGUAGE

Wanted to wear the grief uncrying,
sitting on the bank, counting the waves,
watching the swaying of earthen lamps.

There was a little water on the moon,
charged atoms settling in the lap of a sponge.
The water becomes the moon,
floating on goat's milk.

My descent starts to find the truth.
Where the water has gone from the eyes?
The mirrors always tell the lie.

The headless body writhes in the dust,
words change the author of a murder.
A crowd finds a knife only.


Once again a century weeps!



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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 czerwca 2013

SUN'S INHERITANCE

This was a raw thing.
A paranoid template for AK-47 rifles. The
homemade bombs were planted on the roadside.
A very explosive blend of a fedayeen. You
cannot take it anymore this jihad. In everyday
life inside comes out in the graveyard. It drizzles,
the fake beliefs.

A bleak panaroma. Pansexual desire. Black
boulders, reddish cheeks,
moon falling on so many of stars!
I want a burntout sun.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 czerwca 2013

SEASONAL PRIORITIES

Effortlessly a desire erects
a monument. One flaw
demolishes the image. Stones,
ugly grass & a solitary tree
make the landscape.
Hundreds of seeds go back
to the earth's womb, never
to sprout. Heartbroken
I stand in the middle
of life, crumbling alone.

How can we change?
A splash of green
ingests a scissor,
that is not enough. A parallel tragedy
strikes. Sun and flowers
are gone, seeking a truth,
not yet conceived. A timeless
fire burns in the temple,
uncovering the heat,
edging towards us.

Freedom from long falls comes,
bit by bit in degrees.
Suffering remains the same.
We immortalize our smears.
The absolute truth
suddenly becomes a lie.
A myth which balooned
our minds. But brutal
sunlight has seasonal priorities.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 czerwca 2013

EXPORTING

That kind of kiss and runoff.
Why don't you concede to the fraud?
It was a haunted dilemma,
kidnapping of a verdict.

Dinosaurs were wiped out
by a clean sweep of a meteorite
long back, millions of years. Now,
present ones, tiny reptiles

still survivng in water, air and
earth by active faults.
The great Indian Bustard was again
sighted in a poor man's field.

Are you a moon friendly?
I am dispossessing all my domestic clouds.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 czerwca 2013

DIVINITY WITHOUT

Your fangs open like lips.
I am ready for the kiss of death
at a war zone, where I was adrift
holding the flame, moments
stabbed by hot bullets.

Black and white words break the
embrace, I cannot study the bandona now.
Eyes winged, were sailing to distant
lands of smugness, a darkening calm
taking over the poems.

The pungent stink hurts, I swim
without water on dry riverbed, becoming
target for kalashnikov, the courtyard
filled by encroaching blood,

dominion of silent sobs.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 czerwca 2013

CUDDLING

between unequals
to and fro
beastly joy of horror
you want to press the trigger,

timebomb, your laughter,
and sneaky mind
restless syndrome of legs
you cannot stand on tiptoes
to review the fall
from the clouds

the moon overshot
the endless night
sun rises gently
on the window


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 czerwca 2013

TOXIC MEMORY

They were teaching how to butcher
the lamb
and suspend the bines with
drooping hops.
I climbed out of my ashes towards
a marinated moon turned blue in consternation.

Warts and all, here we were ready
to pick up the lost threads to start
a conversation about the hurricane making
landfall, in near future.


After the fall, graffiti appeared on
the clouds, spurting sperms
on the stars.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 czerwca 2013

SPLITTING

Touched by moon, I pick up
a black rose,
to return the debt.

Very high
the fire, returns in my eyes.
I start burning in your arms.

The parting,
crawls in the bed
I cannot speak nor cry.


Why it had to happen
after sunset,
when the leafless tree was waiting?


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