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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 may 2020

The Water In Boat

Understanding the poverty
of the earth, the pain,
of the primal tribe,
invoking the god of sky.

In my victory, I was stabbed.
I will go and meet the sea.

You are there, O hunger
of home and peace, mute
as a stone, baked in
sun, waiting for the ripples.

I will burry the blackberries
in dreams, the lips will
seek the silence of a stroke,
when moon walks in unannounced.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 may 2020

Not A Noble Thing

Poetry of vengeance.
This was not any pulverized
version of new memes, the
digital eating
of the truth.

We are not moving at all.
A hidden rope becomes a rattler,
frightens you from the
narcissistic stupor.

Every day a scam erupts.
The veil remains intact, but the
undercurrent explores the path
to kill you.

There was no music left in
legs. A black window jumps
over the fence. A sharp
sting brings the angina.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 may 2020

Calamity

In my assets
you blaze.
A past of you in my
future torments the wait.

Lynx-eyed you-
nip the dark.Moon will rise
after awhile.

My kin,
God's untouchables,
were born with hoods.

I am the snow
you melt in nude.The
natural thing, suicidal.

Now the shadows
lengthen.Solar eclipse
was very near.

I am going to drag out
the eternal truth.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 may 2020

Walking Out

Do not give me a shrine.
Not for me.

A no-name.

Between hollyhock and
rose, I like the
laltern.

I am not a savage,
mangling, the bush.

Happy hormones,
I am coming at peace with me
but no opioid sleep.

Thumbs-up for my failure
to become a joke.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 may 2020

Will You Admit?

An indecent
exposure. It was not
a game, to kill
a panther, moving
around in search
of prey.

And the basic instinct.

The fundamental trait defict
was between hunger
and ecstasy, between beast
and man.

You will chase a
butterfly, not for pleasure
but to become
an animal.

This was the observer,
and that was observed.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 may 2020

Now I Speak

Becoming myself,
in the light of a flint, I
come back to retrieve the story,
after the pernicious fall.

Do I tell you the truth
of the doll's death? The damned
shock- after the head
was severed from its body.

The golden leash lies broken
Where your religion
has failed? I am carrying
the wheels of the dirty war
to put on the crumbling walls of peace

Te untouchables.They are
crowding the square.Do you
hear the heart rending slogans?

The borrowed mantras
were fake.Mud in mud, you want
to outlive the dark caves.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 may 2020

Irrelevantly

To drink the sea,
spilled over
from your eyes was not an easy task.

It was getting
dark, outside.
Inside an eternal flame
of separation
was flickering.

About the consent
of owning
privacy of truth,
I withdraw
my comments.

Now no shroud was needed
to cover the naked body.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 may 2020

The Definition

Do not
give me a dream.

I will return my name.

There was no arrival
for me. Like wintergreen.

No ending,
no point, no tip.

A continuum
of space, time
and pain.

A stream on blackstone
flowing after the hail,
pellets of frozen tears.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 may 2020

Cold-Bloodedness

Gifting myself a new
hurt, though ephemeral, do
you feel my nearness
when I don't speak?

It doesn't work, your
patience with a deadpan face.
How would you talk to
butterflies, hollyhocks and
blackbirds?

You had tried to overrun
your own self by giving away
your eyes.Mind it, your
vision will still follow you
at burning pyre.

Weep, weep my poems
weep.The seduction was not
your gold, nor your enemies.
Then whom you are going to make
your god?

The handcuffs have no answer.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 may 2020

For Others

Salt burnt, you come
under the shade
of milkworts.

Not fated, you still
wanted, unaided departure.

Reading the lifeline in your hand,
why did you opt
to kick the bucket?

You wanted to celebrate the luge with vodka?

How do you get in my shoes?
You become me?
The blue lake of your eyes was frozen
I will walk on ice to reach your home.


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Other poems: 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, Deep Tragedies, Fencing, Show Me Your Jewel Box, Unending Story, Opaque Underbellies, What A Galaxy, Perplexed Views, A Lone Prayer, Uncanny Feeling, Silence Of The Falls, Wafer-Thin, Head Wound, Artifacts Of Pain, Short Melody, Against Tattoos, Wearing Out, Pained Reproaches, The Daily Ritual, When The Ghosts Walk, Darkness Singing, An Angst, Innovational, Strange Journey, Snow Storm Rolls In, Threnodial, In Search Of Tremors, Swift Descent, Nuit Blansh, Mask Unmasked, Strange Politics, A River Flows Inside Me, Defeating Death, Troubled Waters, My Chivalry, Abstraction, Poem, Map Reading, Broken Armour, Contemplating, Blackest Mood, Say Cheese, Show Me Your Jewel Box, Watching The Lethality, Blending, Unworthy Of Book, Water Was Transparent, The Parable, Au Revoir, Once Again, Lynx-Eyed, Nobody Can Say, Reviving The Schism, Unbecoming Of The Poem, Avoiding The Virtue, Ultimate Tongue, Song Of Promotion, With No Apology, Phenomenal Defeat, Émigré, An Acrimonious Dialogue, Winter Night, Sparkling, 16th December 2013, Feeding The Past, Reminiscing, Naked As Ice, Skipping The Steps, White Lies, The Immaculate Descent, Standing In Fog, The Reverie, A Death's Kiss, Bitter Sweet, Broken Armour, Without Destination, Fractured, Night Spots, Unthreading, Many Shades, Crumbling Down, Uninviting Destiny, Too Crowded Was Arena, Wounded And Alive, How Blue Was My Country, Turning To Dark, A Spirited Dust, Each Day, Beyond Words, No Revenge, The Deep Cut, What Was Left, For Heaven's Sake, Tall Slogans, The Ire, From The End, Reclaiming The Legacy, Some Snippets, Quick Snatches, Echos In September, What September, Deterrence, Recounting, Eaten By White Ants, I Will Not Be Silent, Smoke Signals, Of Land And Ills, Voiceless Assaults, Fading Glory,

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