Satish Verma
PROFILE About me Friends (2) Poetry (1951)

Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 march 2018

Moonless Night

Hauling up 
the debris of your life 
in failing light. 

Bending like grass. 
Standing like a solid rock─ 
where did you reach? 

The fatal night─ 
to remove the downy velvet 
from your sharp antlers.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 march 2018


It was the day of 
dead patriarch. 
I was fondling an echidna. 
The home was 
carried away in the─ 
storm. Must find a broom. 
On the remains─ 
of a burned-out soul. 
A hope sits on the altar. 
A piano drenched in rain─ 
will not sing in the gale. 
The sky will collapse─ 
one day, I will bring 
back the bluebird, 
for a revenge.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 march 2018


Festival of─ 
earthen lamps.
Separating the grain from chaff. 

Pigeons will─ 
not be let out to fly. 
It is going to be a moonless night. 

The skin has peeled off. 
Time to move on. 
The bared trees.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 march 2018

Capsized Boat

A dynast in the storm-razed 
polity will ask─ 
for a pardon. 
By choice there was 
no suicide. You will 
eat the clouds one day. 
Taking the brunt, ─ 
living near the sea of 
people, a window goes shut. 
Curtly, with 
levitation, the wind 
twists, one and everybody. 
An owl tattoo, will 
tell it all. The hurricane 
has reached your door. 
Aftermath was a 
conspiracy of silence. 
Every one was speaking of landfall.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 march 2018


The limbs had the raw strength. 
They were learning 
to walk on the water. 
The silver axe 
will hack off the neck 
after the daunting recovery. 
In gestational surrogacy, 
you don’t want 
the incisors. 
To kill a wanderer, 
you need a howling─ 
wind, fledged. 
A shoebox contains 
the handprints of a skeleton 
and liquid eyes. 
The hunger has a blue 
desire. A savage bite 
will bring out the space.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 march 2018

Bruised Spots

After the deluge: dark, 
where the river, 
meets the sea- 
a city becomes a ghost. 

The narrator, 
went to sleep, 
A story moved on. 

A replica 
steps out from the black 
water, white 
as the moon.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 march 2018

The Essential

Night was all black. 
I could not find my 
hands / half-dead─ 
velvety ribs. I want 
to rub the spikes and─ 
toe the line of hurricane. 
The naked eye, a-roving 
will search for the moon 
as the superstorm was─ 
poised for a landfall. 
To receive the wrath─ 
the ants will find the─ 
watermark and move to 
higher grounds. The sea 
throws up the secret of unknown.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 march 2018

After Leaving The Home

outside. Inside a deep 
ocean, thoughtless. 

You want to know 
the boundaries of scent. 
A musk deer wonders. 

After the death─ 
of hurricane, would you 
come to see my hibiscus?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 march 2018

Nothing Left To Hide

Your skin was involved─ 
in recent string of shadows, throwing 
the white shrouds on unknown 
faces. The visibility 
becomes a threat, plying like a black river 
via stone links. 
Your muscles twitch and 
convulse. An invisible hand 
writes the judgement. A silent 
November looms large. 
I will wait for the snow to 
fall silently on the sun-dial. 
Like silent shedding of petals 
counting the dew drops on grass. 
A tree of bones walks 
from death to death. Me standing 
on crossroads, on the moon’s path 
trying to learn the mistakes.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 march 2018

Slanting The Picture

This road 
does not lead to my home. 
Do I ask the lake? 

Tonight, the moon 
shows a wrinkled face 
and depression. 

An untitled 
poem, will find a blank 
page of life.

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Other poems: Moonless Night, Spotlessly, Unforgiving, Capsized Boat, Barreling, Bruised Spots, The Essential, After Leaving The Home, Nothing Left To Hide, Slanting The Picture, Ironbound, What Went Wrong?, Strangely, A Spiritual Rage, In Search Of Truth, What A Life?, Against The Rocks, Breakthough, Rolling Stones, Not Quite A Prayer, Colored Designs, Retaliation, A Quiet Night, Clairvoyance, Clairvoyance, Straws, Visualization, Perversion, Afterthoughts, Absurdities, A Pilgrim’s Woe, A Pilgrim’s Woe, The Myth Of Domain, How Many Times, A Sneak Preview, Waiting In Wings, The Flash Point, Wild Dreams, Prelude, Parsing, Ripped Apart, Knife Into Us, Logistics, Ascendancy, The Judgement, A Perilous Journey, An Opusculum, Laissez-Faire, End Thinking, In Search Of Peace, Forgetting The Hymn, Imperiously, Travails Of Vivisection, Outplaying, Wandering Jew, On The Brink, The Biometrics, The Biometrics, Some Prelude, Nameless, It Was Invasion, Ritualist, The Trappers, The Firebrands, The Second Night, The Poem, With Apologies, Emission Biochemical, Mystery, A Broken Pride, The Kicking Winds, Individuality, Reverie, Pivoting, Drenching, The Firefiies, Holding The Waves, Bare Journey, Reverberating, Make Believing, Remembering Neil Armstrong, Unheading, Rolling Stones, Stary Thoughts, Honey Trap, Statements, Tribulations, Placed In Orbit, The Fabrics, A Bitter Fruit, Explicitly, A Phalange, Muddy Depth, Upstaging, One Garden City, Looming Large, Vignette, A Phalange, The Gutsy Call, Dissolving Holiness, Distraught, In Asylum, Tragedies, Icing, Icing, Insipration, Insipration, New Enigma, Quenching, Panorama, Culpability, Numbness, Numbness, Implosion, In Praise, Downfall, Downfall, Downfall, Neonate, Odyssey, Quenching, Ropes, Destination What?, Oscillation, Curiosity, Payload, Breaking Dawn, A Child Once Thought, An Anticlimax, The Triade, Contentiously, Poetry Boom Poetry Boom, Tousling, Scary?, The Resonance, It Was Time, Something To Grieve, Step By Step, The Massacre, The Withering Blossoms, Dragonflies, Scourging, Composing, Flickering Dream, In Deep Conversation, Flickering Dream, Latest Woes, Steaming, The Threshold, Flowering,

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