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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 kwietnia 2019

Fake Encounters

When the surveillance increased,
the curtains started
falling. You were ready to
start the dialogue with death
holding off your hunger.

Each face had its history
scripted on the forehead. Dark is
after all dark. You unroll
the night-black lace and
confront the moon.

Under the old banyan tree
a dream lies with limbs tied.
A mob smears the vermillion on its body
and then starts lynching it.
I have only one question.

Why were we towed on
wrong leads for tallest peak?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 kwietnia 2019

Not Invoking

This attitude rattles
me. Silence has―
become very vocal.

The body does not listen
now. A knife
has become celibate.

The unsung hero was
untainted and pure.
It was the veil, which was corrupt.

Are you ready for
the hang? The wrists cut
open were not bleeding.

The jewel of the fire
does not burn. Even the
purple hemlock is very sweet.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 kwietnia 2019

Fangs Open

Aghast at the―
burning brutality and domination
of the glaring sun, I will
ask the moon, when will
it release the hormones.

A palm size,
unscripted poem, struggles
to come on the surface;
pulled between the moon
and the sea.

The libidinal instinct,
overtakes the activist. A newly
minted face throws the shadow;
equivocal. The traffic of
poppies will freeze in the tracks.

Here are the keys and
there were the locks.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 kwietnia 2019

Exasperation

Even the tree enters its shade.
It was very hot this
summer, while walking in moon.

*

Sleeping under the cacti
and talking to God. Do you
know the ecstasy of pricks?

*

This was my total wealth,
the verses. I cannot spend on you,
Oh my god, what an idea?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 kwietnia 2019

Caged Bird

Penchant for bats. Always
nocturnal./ Sustained flight.
Eyes piercing./ Incisors ready to
dig in you with anticoagulant saliva.
Your echolocation will attract
more suicides./ Don’t write
poems about leitmotivs.
I will say.

An imaginary withdrawl.
I am no more in your eyes. A sheep
jumps from the cliff.
You start a bonfire / of all your wins
as a signal. The immaculate dawn rising.
Killing me.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 kwietnia 2019

Scalding Me

A lamplit page
that smells your body.
I still remember the
cajoling maneuver to give
me a spin.

Oysters. They were crawling
to eject the pearls. And
spiders weaving a net
to trap my thoughts. A
fly lands in the labyrinth.

War of attrition. A tremor
shakes the pillars. Moments
of disintegration. The fragments
throw the footprints in
your hands.

You cannot write your
name on your book.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 kwietnia 2019

The Vinegar Test

Loading the twin calyculi
at the dawn. Cotton grass
will get an―
extortionate price.

Silence was dead.
And as were the protests
of levitating poppies.

Chasing a colored storm
becomes a craze, these days.
Bystanders will witness
the fall of blue night.

You want to unfollow
the begonias now, cultivating
the unkissed music on the
lips of swaying reeds.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 kwietnia 2019

Between The Accidents

After the ammonia leak,
there was a visual hallucination.
An ad hoc proxy of stardust
will not settle on the lotus.

I grieve for the sobbing moon
who was kept waiting to―
wash the feet of a sunken god.
There were no wreaths for the departed.

Death had a debt to pay,
to a hungry child, who was
given a chance to see the light,
but was not fed by the night.

To perpetuate the crime, there
was a syndicate, who would bet
for the nested game, in lieu,
of wiping the green tears of earth.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 kwietnia 2019

No Hatred

Step aside.
Tension of mining gold
barrels through
mating preference.

The shadows under the
eyes were lengthening.
A childhood alley had―
the cul-de-sac.

A face trembles in your
hands when you kiss
the tears of a melting peak.
The body collects the honey.

A sleeping moon drifts
like a fallen virgin,
covering the face in the headscarf
of brazen clouds.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 kwietnia 2019

Civil Resistance

Being me
like a butterfly I cannot
fold the wings.

Why do we need to
burn the orchard grass
for an interim exit.

My bête noire was me.
I would not separate the
statecraft from worship.

Snubbing the trees,
I want to climb tall to know, why
were we using sarin and mustard.

On the road to avatars,
I won’t believe, that a released
soul should come back.

Robotic, someone was
searching a lost forest.

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Pozostałe wiersze: Fake Encounters, Not Invoking, Fangs Open, Exasperation, Caged Bird, Scalding Me, The Vinegar Test, Between The Accidents, No Hatred, Civil Resistance, To Full Moon, Path Between The Nights, The Otherside, Homage To Unknown, A Massive Withdrawl, Intensity Of A Flame, Back To Savagery, Hurting Myself, The Undefined, The Days Of Agony, Generously, Your Half-Open Eyes, Pryingly, Long-Feared Night, Half-Drowned, Black Script, Kaleidoscopic, Why Are You Blue?, Accusing Whom?, A Smile Falters, From The Womb, Listening To Yourself, Cruel Bonhomie, Thinking Deeply About Something, Pure As A Flame, Ideation, Soaked In Glory, Along The Path, Left On The Dunes, Winter Story, Unbuttoning, Tones Of Beige, Walking Down The Lane, Lone Wolf, In The Labyrinth, The Warts, What Times, Your Voice, Fermenting Mind, Resistance, Ingression, Frenetically, Head And Torso, Some Glimpses, An Opening, Cruel Bonhomie, Soliciting, Starving, The Syntax, Becoming Myself, A Small Story, Fealty, Nowheres, Secretly, This Was Love, Silent Journey, Unthinking, Volatility, Different Renderings, Song At The End Of The Road, Escaping, Blackness Of Moon, A Snaky Path, Questioning Again, Metaphysical, Dreams Wandering, Gifting Away, Sacrifice, Climbing Up, Scouring, Massive Explosion, The Blooming Blood, Rudimentary Thoughts, Receive Your Children, The Abeyance, Economics, Obligatory, New Features, Unending Marathon, Bareland, Disturbed Age, Thinking Off •••, Revised Version, In Trepidation, Squeezing Out, Biography, Preface, Wrapped In Stigma, Rehabilitating Myself, Reviled And Revered, Unyielding, In Exile, A Poem, My Affairs, The Stranger, This Kind Of Time, Living Dangerously, Deciduously, Being Watched, Oh God, In Quicksand, No Coming And Going, Waist-High Sunk, Some Questions, Overbalancing, Fair Play, The Eternal Quest, Wounded Veils, Unconclusive, The Middle Ground, Evoking Images, Untold Journey, Streaking Alone, Flares, Unrisen Horizon, In Disguise, Frightening, Sacred Committment, Endless Search, Blue Valley, The Nature, Not Holding, Assaying, Unjointed Time, Eternal Nothingness, Homeward, A Wrong Turn, A Bruised Memory, No Vilification, Day Of Anxiety, What A Scenario, Foggy Night, Armless Fight, Braiding The Destiny, Hear My Voice, A Long Night, Recalling, This Autumn, Blessing, The Shriek,

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