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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 sierpnia 2021

Uncrafted

To become yourself,
declaring war―
for inequality.

Who was supremacist
in the pygmy owls―
nondescript voices?

The termites had
stopped making
anthills as nest.

The tall grass
now hides the migrant
labourers.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 sierpnia 2021

Cobwebs

It was difficult to
rewrite one's own death―
on parchment paper. The cloudburst,
had washed away your writ.

The cadaver turns around
and talks. Faith and fire going together.
A flickering light from the brown
eyes, would tell about Advaita. The
nonduality of pain and body.

You can become painless―
if you leave the physical and
watch yourself intently.

Captivity crumbles. You want
to make sure, the bread does not
come between desire and grief.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 sierpnia 2021

For No Obvious Reason

When I wanted
to stop you, the flame was
snuffed out by an invisible hand.

I let the missing link
go. My body turns blue.

You return back the
rusted coins. Fountain was
dry. Someone was going insane.

An albino touch with
blue eyes― the planet quivers
in chill.

A punishment for
remaining brown in the
crowd of white lilies.

Summer is breathing
last. Frozen lips now stop the flight.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 sierpnia 2021

It Is Raining

Syllepsis. A story goes.
You can kill two―
birds with one eye.

Your charisma does
not work.
Solomon has failed.

Not difficult to live
in a shell, if you
are a white pearl.

In aloneness, you
meet yourself on the
way to morgue.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 sierpnia 2021

Metempsychosis

Why would you need a
miracle to become human, after
shedding the skin?

In smoke screen you
become a lizard, creeping on lips,
hips, and chest of an ignorant person.

Verbs would roll down to
explain the gorgeous valley
of sylvian fissure. You had stopped
thinking after tequila.

The agave blooms once in a century
and dies. The man becomes
beast in one night and lives for ever.

Anguish calls. I don't hear my voice.
Become brain-dead, to meet my―
blue gods―


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 sierpnia 2021

We The Faithful

Blue moon of white night, wants―
to bring down the sky
in a spiritual bliss.

Talking of reincarnation,
I am skinned alive, like
a cadaver, talking ceaselessly.
You are burning sans fire.

In absence of god, you
become a god father
to a beautiful progeny.

Leave aside the lineage.
On the horizion, a flock
of swans was returning
home to spread the watercolors.

The recluse comes out from the oblivion
to greet the inevitable.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 sierpnia 2021

Don't Alter The Red Cape

Black names―
were on list. Bring the
French chalk to wipe out
the white board.

The list was still breathing
though you had faked your death,
and the birds had left their nests
for new perches.

Does it hurt you, when
you go hungry? Even the grass
was green. The prince
was watching the apple fall.

Who will climb the
brown hills of moon, to
witness the earth drop in
withering trails?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 sierpnia 2021

Different Versions

Let's try a
human logic for
a monkey heart.

The knowledge was
becoming a
dangerous thing.

I know and
you know that we
were sworn enemies.

Not like a
flamethrower
come as a bee.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 sierpnia 2021

Still In Love

Stealing from your
eyes a visibly
upset moon.

I believe, it was not a
tough stand to shut the door
before wearing the mask.

You will not cry,
for my sake. You don't
want to grow old with the pain.

Who will have the last laugh?

Misogyny. Moon was changing the gender
from the west to the east.

On the lonely road
a peacock spreads the beautiful wings
and starts a dance.

Finding a mate becomes
a catholic thing.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 sierpnia 2021

Not Like Anybody

Sometimes you want to
walk to the gallows,
for my sins.

It was a big fight
over the organ stop, but
I had a different version.

Living in mirror had
become a charm. At least
you were visiting me daily.

Like sniper fire.
It was a volley of bad names
for a nameless, nearer home.

In quest of fear to
understand the unknown, I
have sacrificed my birds of night.


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