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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 april 2017

Counterfeits

Traversing atopia 
I am touching your belly button, 
to find the remains 
of ancient connectivity. 
 
Was that good- 
asking for a nasal approach 
to the golden incense 
of a sleeping Buddha? 
 
The faith crumbles at 
the feet of a groping figure. 
A falcon tears away the pink 
globe, drinking the falling nectar. 
 
Unzipped, a Venus now opens 
the secret of a murder. The 
dismembered parts were strewn 
around over the surface of moon.
 


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steve

steve, 19 april 2017

"Pretend The Pain Away"

The sun won't shine without you..  the nights are twice as long...
And I'm just lying in the dark.. wondering what went wrong,
The sky's no longer blue.. the way it used to be...
And even when the stars come out.. its just too dark to see,
The truth is.. life without you... hasn't been the same...
I still break down everytime.. someone says your name,
I can't pretend the pain away.. its just too hard to do...
And I can't forget the way it was.. I've never wanted too,
Our friends won't come here anymore.. they don't know what to say...
As I keep the curtains drawn up tight.. and stay in bed all day,
I pick up all the pieces.. and say that.. "its all good"...
But its just a lie to cover up.. how I've never understood,
The sun may rise tommorow.. but its just another day...
For nothing in this world makes sense..  since you went away.
                                               sg


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steve

steve, 19 april 2017

"Your Friend"

I'm sorry for the pain you feel.. I know what you've been through...
You watched your world go upside down.. when nothing you could do,
You watched your marriage crumble.. as the walls came crashing down...
And when the dust had settled.. it wasn't love you found,
Twas many, many, years ago.. I remember when we met...
You swept me off my feet back then.. I still cannot forget,
But you can't feel the love I have.. its something I can't show...
And I can't stop the way I feel.. my heart will not let go,
I can't make you look at me.. the way I look at you...
But I'd give my life.. for just one day.. if you could love me too,
You can't hear the words.. my heart has longed to say...
And I can't bare to loose the dreams.. of you I have each day,
And you won't know, just how I've longed.. to lay down by your side...
To hold and shield you from the pain, I know has made you cry,
But such is life.. as changes.. that never seem to end...
Though One thing that will never change.. I'll always be your friend.
                                                     sg


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 april 2017

Tranquility

Holding the thought before it 
is born. Let the void become 
pregenant first- 
and it starts raining. 
 
It was a serene melting 
point, when I accepted the price 
of giving away. I will not 
take any mantra, any hand. 
 
A perfect blending with 
unknown; to put back the 
sea in a bowl. Even the cloud 
will enter into a blade of grass. 
 
No faith. No ritual. I believe 
in roving dust, which makes 
the stars, the blaze, and 
the brilliant light.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 april 2017

Pragmatic

Talking of morality abuse 
and implanting of false truth, 
words stammer. 
 
A fiery birth after 
the mist. I intend to collect 
the dark energy of beyond. 
 
A pillow dance waits 
for the inevitable death. 
Only one eye will see the moon. 
 
You bend back, 
open the eyes thirstily. 
Let Venus unwrap the breast- 
 
and start swimming 
in gunmetal sky for the final 
journey of delinquent mind.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 april 2017

Pragmatic

Talking of morality abuse 
and implanting of false truth, 
words stammer. 
 
A fiery birth after 
the mist. I intend to collect 
the dark energy of beyond. 
 
A pillow dance waits 
for the inevitable death. 
Only one eye will see the moon. 
 
You bend back, 
open the eyes thirstily. 
Let Venus unwrap the breast- 
 
and start swimming 
in gunmetal sky for the final 
journey of delinquent mind.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 april 2017

What Ending

In your limpid eyes 
a pacifism slumps. 
All I could say was, wrong sex 
was ending in ice. 
 
Dark energy: we were not expanding 
Lies galore : we were casting 
off our skins. I will not seek 
afterlife. The hand carries the old coat. 
 
Retrodiction. Don't want to shed 
the charm. Waited for the change 
which never came. Chicken, 
wearing love, no bones. 
 
Latest navel show. Walking on 
ramp. Aphrodiasiac for the dangling 
egos. Let us go for a 
collective suicide.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 4 april 2017

Copula

In transit of soul, 
when you were under siege, 
you got a new number for afterlife 
wearing a white robe- 
 
and could see right through 
your past picking up the 
lips from the despair 
of ancient dream. 
 
Will you catch the honeydew 
dripping from the eternal tree 
of life? Have you seen night- 
blooming flames gouging- 
 
the intrigues from the black 
walls? There has been a deepening 
sense of despair. The venus is 
ready to unrobe in full glare of sun.


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Renato N. Mascardo

Renato N. Mascardo, 4 april 2017

katie's birthday


lauriat
 
hot tea in our cups
chopsticks click as tales rush forth
together we laugh. 
 
renato
04-01-2017


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 april 2017

Feeling Hot

It was middle noon 
on the deserted street. 
Nobody will come out 
to greet the sun. 
 
You will lift the fallen leaves 
to soften the blow, 
corrupting the morality 
crouching in the shadow. 
 
A slumber was needed 
to get the head shaven. 
Touching the dust, 
the heat, the winds. 
 
Dig a sinking hole 
deep in the heart. 
It will suck all your tears 
all your salt.


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