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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 listopada 2022

Flawed Moments

Listen to wind in
dark. I was hurting myself
not to kiss black rose.

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There was blood under
the eyes for writing unknown
truths about a fall.

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Time was not for myths.
The traveler resumes journey
to meet failed god!

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 listopada 2022

Exiting Self

The glass eye looks
at moon, caves in moonlight,
to hurl the flames.

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Bright pink will have
collision effect on you
to lose me at dawn.

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No grass, no palms in
path of self-immolation,
when sun was cooling.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 listopada 2022

Many Injuries

Your eyes return
to haunt me like falling
vultures. I am burning
like Vega.

You had shot down
the wrong prophecy. My
candle burns whole night to search
the lost ring.

Blame of tears
was fading. Larkspurs would
miss the delphiniums. Deception
attracts the crowd. Colors blend.

Concealing the wall
yellow lilies try to bluff me
from underground. Spring was
still afar.

The second existence
was not possible. Trying to
go again for a trial.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 listopada 2022

Consecrating Muse

The big toe
like some ego, breaks the syntax.
You cannot climb the poem.

Time knows,
whom to possess, when the thought
moves out of the mind.

Words were missing
from your teeth. You won't
bite the moon.

Black lips print
a kiss on white forefront, intersecting
past and future.

You learn to
become still in witch hunt
of a lost thread of sacred kill.

Indeed you discover
Yourself, reading the myth of modern
Sisyphus and floating rock.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 listopada 2022

Emptiness

What would you like
to wear, when oracle's
prophecy comes true.

Temple of pure love
was coming up, but there
was no deity.

You wouldn't think,
what I was thinking often.
Last night I slapped myself.

The black moon
rattles, after its message
goes into flames.

Can you talk
in piecemeals, surrounded
by smokescreen of words?

A baby nightingale
sings awkwardly. There
were clouds, no rains.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 listopada 2022

Disturbances

How far you can go
to remain dumb and dare
to become legless?

Show me the spirit
once. The streak,
the clouds.

I will leave my
footprints in rose-garden
for you to follow my scent.

Neighborhood of
stilts. I wanted to stand
erect in marshes.

The time shrinks,
when you grow old. Years
come and go with generosity.

Take off the frame
of your mind. I wanted
to read your last wish.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 listopada 2022

Mode Of Slaughtering

Blindfolded I groped,
to cross the line―
not to become carnivore.

The gorge was deep.
I turn cold. The echo of
silence boomed in fatherless
seeds of mercy.

I will warn myself,
and ask why was there transcendence,
when the impulse was
to hang?

Thinking of truth
was difficult. Your footsoles
develop blisters. No home
was in sight.

Accepting the challenge
you start searching the
temples where deities were
dismembered.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 listopada 2022

To Know Not To Know

Keep the passion
to reach the moon.

One day the unspeaking
tongue will reveal―

the heart of the terminally
ill earth.

How often you create
new verbs between death
and birth of democracy.

Two sides of a coin. You
take turn to kiss the hands
of benevolent god.

The missed heartbeats
will search the language
of anonymous.

Why do you want to
go unsung?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 listopada 2022

Not Pure as Roses

My nascent distress flourishes
under the diktat of unknown. Can you
tell me your history of fall?

The questioner fails to
put up the right questions. You were
inquisitive, but I was not understood.

Why does the hate develop between
the words and the meanings? I suffer
when I am numb. You suffer to open your mouth.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 listopada 2022

I Want Bliss

I don't want to
be a winner. My words
are bleeding.

A dangerous god
manipulates the universe.
Everything will come to dust
and ice.

What does the silence
say? You need to erect a
god's temple on funeral ground?

Donate your blood
for heaven's sake. The
oceans are boiling.

Such wisdom of
no use? Stop thinking to
invade the stars.

Perhaps the burning days
will forgive us.

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