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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 september 2020

No Reason To Wait

The vagility
was close to disaster.
Standing amid the ruins,
we were ready to break ourselves.

We had come afar
in search of the golden deer,
which we find now standing dazed
in the moon's dawn.

The dark circles under the
eyes run deep, hiding the babies
unborn, looking back at the dead,
living god.

The sick society now finds
relief in the screams of
windows, that will not allow
the sun to peep in.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 september 2020

Pack Of Wolves

You had tasted the
salt of a viviparous.
There was no asterisk
no bluff to cross.

Why did you turned yourself in,
when the rock was
melting? Was't it an act
of surrender, of sort?

At the end of the road-
moon was waiting for
you. Could you climb the
night for a rendezvous?

Coming of age,
you will not exit the stadium
till the rape victim is shot dead.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 september 2020

Taking Sides

Courting the dark words
picking up from beautiful life,
I weave the tapestry-
in circle of silence.

The liberty of blood
had become obsolete.
You wanted one kill, one voice,
one faith.

The acid test shoots down
the black roses.What
about the mass graves as a
signature of victory?

You cannot stop
the bloodbath.As if a swarm
of big bees was ready
to hound you.

Closing the last window
I suffer.I would
never become you.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 september 2020

How Dazed?

Eons ago, it snapped.
You don't fit into the mold.
Like onion peels, I am trying
to open myself
holding the secrets.

Flawless,
you alway had to invoke
the inner god and-
forgive yourself.

With the same
left foot, always leading you
to truth. That was not now.
Your belief was going up in flames.

Who was sleeping
in your bed, nude, like the
moonbeam, when I was not there
to undemand, the eternal sleep?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 september 2020

I Will Not Be Back

One small step, in dark.
A silver of fear
slaps you.

You move around
to confront the past.
It was the partition of night.
Cobra white, when
eyes would not listen.

You drugged the stone
on stone,
hiss on hiss,
hair on hair.

I did not touch you
like burning coal.

My waterfalls
on red salt, bring the
largest tears of moon glittering
eerie wet.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 september 2020

What You Won't Say

Don't spell the deportation.
Mind seems split-
with a maddening feel.
Do you see what I see-

the invisible lines on
my hand, piercing your heart?
Do you hear, what I
hear- the Hum, which has
made you go crazy?

Dying to unspeak, you
hide between the leaves.The
borrowers come like Crab fish,
ugly and demanding.River
bed was drying up.

Black sticks, things not
required- get piling up.In
wheelchair, you push
a crying doll.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 september 2020

The King Vultures Are Coming

The causal effect
was the kiss of the blind spot.
I wake up every morning
smelling blood.

The space animates you,
leaving the truth outside.
An unwritten message was lost
in the watering eyes.

The aquaduct dries up. You
get the cramps of city,
after the memes of swollen eyes.
Do not open the umbrella,
sun was hiding.

Your brain becomes wired.
Someone slaps a sticker on your lips.
You cannot cry. A muffled scream,
shatters the windows of the capitol.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 september 2020

Violent Flaws

You call an all night truce
of all stripes in moonlight.
Only milk will flow in dark.

*

The violets had a secret to tell.
Tonight the moon will
appear red after meditation.

*

A single parent, gay, has
come to stay in line
to accept his godless defeat.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 september 2020

Falling Debris

Purity of thoughts,
must limit the knowledge-

collective withdrawal from
the valley of words.

Each life you had changed
the bed, to meet the god, in different attires.

Hanged from the roof
to understand the pangs of poverty.

The unborn century will wait
for the collapse of identity.

Man has gone too far carrying
the burden of acoustics.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 september 2020

The Reckoning

It was revenge on you
by unknown.
You were sentenced to live before
the ashes arrive from thumb to thumb.

The onset of grief
was caliberated. I would
not live with a mad weaver
who will not heal the moral bleeds.

A line delimits the dots.
The dance will not begin tonight,
of democracy. The sparrows
were frightened. There was blood on the road.

You want to go into a long sleep.
The moon had an excuse to rise late.
The seeds will observe the silence,
before they come out of the asphalt.


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Other poems: No Reason To Wait, Pack Of Wolves, Taking Sides, How Dazed?, I Will Not Be Back, What You Won't Say, The King Vultures Are Coming, Violent Flaws, Falling Debris, The Reckoning, Parting The Ways, This Universe, Self-Infliction, A Guilt On Trial, Feeding Silkworms, Sitting Alone, Wasting Of Faith, Compressed Emotions, The Exit, I Will Not Come Back, Forever In Coma, Without Guilt, Losing The Vision, Some Ghosting, Linchpins, Upending, Foetus Was Not Moving, Charisma, Secret Whereabouts, Lotus-Eating, Unwashed By Sins, Why Question Marks, Not A Renegade, Celebrating Dark, Chanced To Meet, Venom And Stings, Unpretending, An Acid Attack, New Family, The Intense Pain, Looming Large, My China Broke, Not The God, Many Headed Snake, The Earthen Death, With Dignity, Between This And That, My Opus Was Melting, Understatement, What Next, Waiting To Happen, Revealing, False Accusations, The Décor, Sense Of Betrayal, Existential Plight, Trying To Breath, It Is Absurd, Not-Things, Adrenal Flowing, Loose Threads, Trembling Daffodils, Going Wastough, Eyes In The Bowls, Mannerism, Deeply Upset, Death Was Growing, Impromptu, This Living Death, This Living Death, This Living Death, Sisyphus, Loftiness, Not Prurient, My Ignorance, Disbanding, Moratorium, In Moonscape, The Claudication, Let's Decide, Aham Asmi, I Am I Am, Ink Fall, Unmaking Me, Brilliant Stroke, Self-Righteousness, This Was Cobra Night, Mammoth Blackness, Death Mask, Not You, Not Me, Transcending, The Road, Unblemished, Quietness, Punctuality, The Acid Test, Star-Struck, Stopping The Moonlight, Something New, A Banquet Table, Great Expectations, Post Valentine, Point-Blank, Synopsis, Abstract Thoughts, Ascending Paresis, Not On Crutches, A Grave Question, Armless Salutation, The Water In Boat, Not A Noble Thing, Calamity, Walking Out, Will You Admit?, Now I Speak, Irrelevantly, The Definition, Cold-Bloodedness, For Others, Staircases, The Essence Of Nothingness, Side By Side, Drooping Lids, Night Eye, Wafer-Thin, Tulips Were Coming, With Invocation, Whom To Believe, Tumbling Over, Asking For Sovereignty, Wild Thoughts, On Collision Course, Anxieties, False Ceiling, What To Think, Dismay, On Blackboard A Chalk Writes, Your Dress Code, Leaving The Home, Penury Ward, Crossing The Bar, Soundless Sleep, Leaves Of Roses, Paradigms, Debating The Verdict, Slit The Heart, Less Than Perfidy, The Moon, The Sundial, Unlikely, The Fabrication,

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