Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 june 2020

A Banquet Table

Performing to a script
you divide me like a fish.
From dirt a face rises.

One flew over the sea
to count the red islands
where the rocks hanged the dry skulls.

Why did you kill the panthers
by feeding them the toxic menu?
Sugar was never my cup.

It was not the question
of bread and butter:
we were talking of clean air.

The ashes will rule now.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 4 june 2020

Great Expectations

Celebrating the death.
Neither physical, nor nostalgic-
I adore the finish,
in place of wages.

Not cerebral.It was
my pledge to remain a husk
after the carnage.

In manthanal I will preserve
the memories of hairless moon-
my nomadic friend.

Like a woodpecker to mark my
territory, I want to stay
alone in my grief.

March and dahlias.Sometimes
I stand before them and,
talk about ephemerality of the beauty.

When would you come
to say goodbye?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 june 2020

Post Valentine

After the full moon
I will collect roses
from your ashes.

The essay will not-
be written, about,
how did I love you.

The silent shriek
was left alone
in the valley.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 june 2020


I know the flesh heals
but not the ethos.
Though I was not the doer
yet I did't fail in my journey
through dark.

It was a fait accompli.
Knelt in prayer, I was branded
with hot iron.

Why am I shaking
like Titanic? Your long arm
did not save me from the shining
iceberg of simple knowledge.

Do we go together in the sea?
The dark music was very
enticing.Brick by brick we had
made the levee.Now the river of rage
has broken the embankment.

You want to climb
from the abyss.A death wish
overtakes the hills.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 31 may 2020


What do you want
to read?

Between sex and

No monikers.
Pure frankenstein!

O, naïve culpabilibity,
do not sleep on my arm.

Unmoving, the suffix
I am still holding
the question mark.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 may 2020

Abstract Thoughts

Escaped soul
was pronounced dead, after
becoming rich. You start
peeling of the skin of neo-poverty.

Hunger equates you with god.
It hurts your tarnished honesty. The
image of half-man, half-tiger.
The veneer coming off very soon.

The pepper spray was well
planned for steady hands to
make you spring-blind. Your pockets are
full of fireflies.

The poetry effect was negligible,
when you start praying for snowstorm.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 may 2020

Ascending Paresis

This was the art of killing.
From the dizzying
heights you throw the

Now you need the gliomas
to finish the job.

At wrong time, I was
raising the bizarre questions.
Why the wealth brings-
the change of life?

A wandering pain
caves in, where the moon
looks sick in its paleness.

The massive lies, deep
in dirty tricks after the traffic
of voices.In blank space
I plant my poem.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 may 2020

Not On Crutches

Not impassible.
Buried in snow, I
will bring back my moon.

There was no divination.
I still stand on my legs.

I will not talk about shadows
or any haloes. An urge to find
unknown. Touching the feet?
No I don't submit to body.

No rewards. No citation.
I will walk alone in the jungle
of prying eyes, in my
visible bones.

The flame-test. The truthless
blames, and a naked god.
I have come faraway from my childhood.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 may 2020

A Grave Question

The bio sheet remains
I am leaving the papers blank.

Singed, as the white coal:
the ash, smudged on eye brows.
I have come to rekindle
the dying flames.

The anger was mine,
scolding the scarf in winter storm,
what was the need to spread the
white sheet?

Like you will not write, an―
apology for kissing a cobra tongue.
It was ok to become a fool?

Where a tear sits on
the edge to fall in silence
for not undoing the hawthorn?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 may 2020

Armless Salutation

Going within to feel
the war moves.The pagan
gods have come out
on parole.

Was it an esoteric event
to propitiate a violative
divinity? From crude to soft
affirmative nod, I am going to-
see the game of chairs.

Between sin and virtue,
wrong and right, nonage
always jumps into.Too proud to accept
the defeat.First the annihilation
and then the fathering.

This genesis had no design
no vision.A miraculous journey
downhill.The dawn is still
faraway.Nightlong agony
will continue.

Unclenched I hold the pen
to say nothing.

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Other poems: 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, 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,

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