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Satish Verma, 2 october 2022

Bed Of Stings

Unconsciously―
you take on the impossible.
What is left, was yours.

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Creed suffers. Pen wins.
Religion buys a new god.
You won't remember.

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Bring the semi-truths,
lies bloom, among the converts.
Who was the original?

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Satish Verma, 1 october 2022

No One Cares

The dark side of moon
simmers. There was an outbreak
of romance on planet.

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Ah, the senile edge of
twilight! Which way the light will go
to shine dry humor?

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Shall we change ourselves
in dim hope of rebirthing
of our ancient gods?

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Satish Verma, 30 september 2022

Asking For Pardon

Invite the hemlock.
In my end, you begin to climb.
Not political.

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You let out gossips
for me to sort out pebbles
to prove narcissism.

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Let the waves come. I
will stay at the bay to watch
the sea to go on fire.

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Satish Verma, 29 september 2022

Venomous Bites

Pain on pain, how to
teach your being, when you curl
like a still reptile.

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Won't be able to feel
you in moonlight, when it was
snowing pin drop.

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You stay with me like
a strawberry mark. I will try,
write a name there on.

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Satish Verma, 28 september 2022

Mission Aborted

Walking in sleep at
night with large steps like a
colossus on earth.

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Measuring the planet
to find shelter for unbearable pain
of suffering souls.

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Some chaste efforts
will take you to a deep hole
to displace the satan.

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Satish Verma, 27 september 2022

Listening To Sky

Keeping the end at bay,
spurning advances in dark,
going for a witch-hunt.

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For the truth. The man and
the beast were one. You will not cry
for the sake of progeny.

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The swift fall of pen
breaks the barriers. There was no
one to read the scriptures.

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Satish Verma, 26 september 2022

In The Spin

To save the last bruise,
after an encounter with
a kiss of the breaking rock and melting voices.

I did not want to
remember you in twilight
of dementia. There was no birthday for me.

A brown girl drowns
in my deep poems. You had become
a river without a bed.

Can you give me a
name― for my unborn child?
I loved him to measure you my mate.

After all I refuse
to die inspite of all the falls.
Beyond the bricks lies my blessings.

It were only you.

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Satish Verma, 23 september 2022

Defying Time

Sitting before the white
screen, thinking―
what to write today.
Suddenly you will appear to
take a sweet revenge.

Proding the sensitivity,
you will not utter a single word.
I will start burning my―
paper boats on the banks of brows.
River dried, no water was
flowing from the dams of eyes.

Only the moon was watching me.
Tomorrow you will find a―
washed out body in dew of a
poem, half buried in red sands.

It still becomes relevant.
You pick up the remains of a saga
make a shrine of the god anonymous.

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Satish Verma, 21 september 2022

Speak My Language

Trying to count
the beautiful years, spent
in the journey of heart.

There was an uncanny
feel. The pink coldness
was not mine.

Like you ditch the
timelessness, and live in a
drop of dew to meet the sun.

The flesh. A suicidal
move to move away
from the relationship of night.

Of the tenderness,
benign death of a star.
Dust celebrates the glorious fall.

The grieving will not
stop. A charred book of bliss
terminates the vision.

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Satish Verma, 20 september 2022

My Muse

Tired from the world―
waiting for you, till the night falls
and heart accelerates.

You will come gingerly―
sticking the moon on forehead,
go near the mirror and smile.

I would ask if anyone else―
has loved you so much as me.
The fireflies start shimmering.

Tears will wash your―
eyes and you will read my
message clearly. Inside―

the eyes the image―
will develop of a venus.
I will write a poem.

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Other poems: Bed Of Stings, No One Cares, Asking For Pardon, Venomous Bites, Mission Aborted, Listening To Sky, In The Spin, Defying Time, Speak My Language, My Muse, So Many Half-Truths, You Were My Last Kill, What Was Untouchable?, This September, Magical Solution, Time To Leave, You Were The Moon, Nobody is Safe From Fire, If You Were Me, No Riders, Polka Dots, Stepping Down, Untouching Smiles, Bold Sentences, You Have Arrived, End Race, Fireworks, Verged Into The Suicidal Art, Paper Wreaths, Face Mirror, Like The Flames, It Were Not You, After Valentine, Not The Thing, Great Kills, Collecting The Relics, For Intensive Eyes, You Walk Beside Me, There Was No Rebillion, Soul Mate, Last Wishes, The Moral Suicide, On My Terms, In Cursive Style, Reading Nietzsche, My Theology, Uncannily, The Will To Survive, Meet Me Again, Meet Me Again, To The Bronze Sculpture, Negation Creates, Where The Doors Have Gone, Blast Cells, Shall We Bifurcate...?, Prayer To Prayer, Writing On Parched Skin, Untethered, Incanting, Dew Drops, Jumping From The Surface Of Water, On Birthday, Unlike Anybody, The Sunday Ritul, Memes, Auspiciously, Unwedded, Virtual Images, At The Navel Of The Earth, Whom To Tell, Anthills, Not Asters, Singularity, Blue Bloodspots, Before The Hanging, Missing The Bus, With Paper Frills, To Be Human, How To Proceed, In Terrible Times, Flowery Path, Pragmatically, Mystic Paths, Smoking Candles, You Don't Tell Me, Like Searching Some Heirloom, Trashing The Skill, Day-Night, Becoming A Recluse, Because You Count, In Hypnosis, Subject To Arguments, Ethnicity, Any Panacea, The Other Periphery, As If Life Has Stopped, Against The Tide, One Of Many Thoughts, By Grace, No Primal Questions, Red Lines, Courtesies, Incompleteness, Reprimanding Self, Great Leap, Winter Sleep, After The Execution, Lapsed Memories, Where Three Rivers Meet, Renewal Of Faith, Indebted, Weird Dreams, Repealing The Command, Fantasies, The Grand Finale, No Departures, Silent Complaints, In Burial Home, Moment Of Hubris, Green Fire, Who Answers?, A Window Speaks, Inconsistency, Referendum, Escaping The Wait, Another Assault, Pain Of Shingles, India Ink, Somebody Dies, The Dirty Beliefs, No Coronation Please, White Shrouds, From When To Where, Sage Flower, Stains Are Darkening, Clouds Were Collecting, Keeping Head High, Arts In Telling, Some Rehearsals, The Blessings Fail, No Man's Land, Straight From Dark, Red Light, In Reversal, In Ecstasy And Pain, A Life's Worth, A Day Was Crying, Faultlessly, No Rivalry, Thinking Again,

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Bed Of Stings

No One Cares

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In The Spin

Defying Time

Speak My Language

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