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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 lutego 2019

Head And Torso

Nothing-ness fills me
again. Once visiting a funeral
home, a child asked me,
why do the people die?

How do I explain the dark
side of life? A blunt trauma,
makes me jaded. One collapsing
process creates the black hole.

A nude, the tall figure, stands
on the rock, much venerated,
and you cannot take off the
eyes, deciphering the skin.

In the intense pain of―
learning, a fantasy of
looking out at a ghost deity
in the vegetable, springs a miracle.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 lutego 2019

Some Glimpses

Moon rose from
obscurity, once I released
the fury of darkness.

*

Do not want to
repeat; why my song was
stolen by flight of birds.

*

The negativity of
the penknife. Always tearing
away the heart.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 lutego 2019

An Opening

I will color
the sky, grieving for the
departed moon.

*

Tossing my words
onto the lake, to bring back
my baby pink.

*

Night I had woven
a gold pattern on the bed.
Memory will know.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 lutego 2019

Cruel Bonhomie

Like a meteorite streaking
through the sky, iron
and nickel, for a proxy collision
with hidden destiny.

It was the post trauma
syndrome, after the great
divide of breast, lifting
the nipples.

The lofty peak crumbles.
There will be the scare
around, to grow the poppies
on the mounds again.

Are you ready now
for emasculation? The
legacy will, on its own, pass
onto alternative sins.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 lutego 2019

Soliciting

Come to me
like never ending pain.
I will wait till eternity.

*

Wing pierced, like
butterfly amidst cacti,
still trying to reach your lips.

*

I carry the fragrance
of fallen jessimines on grass,
white as the morning snow.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 lutego 2019

Starving

The who was
inside you.
I want to discover,
a foam-born deity,
killing the moon.

You destroyed
me in the poems.
I cannot weave the
moonlight on the
jessamines.

Can you send
a message to Mars?
It is too crowded on
the earth. There was
no room for the muse.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 lutego 2019

The Syntax

Coming over here
to find me, in abstract meaning?
I was very much there in your eyes.

*

A ghost appears
on your lips, when you explore
the silence of the road.

*

Learning the grammar
without prepositions; how will
you reach my words.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 lutego 2019

Becoming Myself

A ghost truth
levels down,
the traffic. You enter
into catatonic stage.

Rage and anguish
will ask,
for the price of blood
flown down the river.

Listening
with the eyes. Leaffall,
luteus, music of descent
on grass.

A dust storm
settles on sill. I will
look through the window, at
a setting sun, unadored.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 lutego 2019

A Small Story

Talking of obscenity
you were undressing
to show the scars.

It was and it was not
a display of is. Little
raw wound.

The lungs will not take
this insult and scream
in full horror.

One collapsed faith, after
the god failed him
to climb a ladder.

I am still convalescing
from the gunshot injury,
when you fired at a blackbird.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 7 lutego 2019

Fealty

Doing nothing, for no
obvious reason, engaging
the travails of self-watch, I do
not want to confront the propensity
of withdrawl.

The elder pain blooms, again
like Ipomea. Will not stand the
bright sun’s gaze, I will sail―
out between the blackened
teeth and stammering
words.

It sucks, the female snake.
The phloem, the flora. A tree kills
its own birds. Cannot ambulate
tender promises. A stricture
chokes the poem. Double-
edged truth lifts the weight.

Moon knows the art of giving.
Sends the blood tears.

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Pozostałe wiersze: 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, Interaction, The Living Death, Breathing Again, No More, No Less, Time Crossing, Solemnity, A Scare Comes Back, Fake Arrival, Fake Arrival, Thousand Moons, Last Hope, Scrutinizing, The Futurist, Marigolds, Conceiving, Few Points, Benevolence, The Assaulter, The Drowning, Seminal, Myth Of Suicide, Walking In The Woods, Cutting Edge, The Clan, Obstinacy, Like An Asteroid, Sent Anonymously, Unexisting, Secret Deals, Implacable, Taboos, Dying Art, Unsucceeding, Disoriented, The Secret Path, The Nectarine Bliss, A Labyrinthine Passage, Incinerated, Underbelly, A Lone Journey, Gods Were Changing, Paralysed, Words Play, Absurd Myths, The Sterility, No Coming And Going, Walking Shadows, Intriguing, Writing Furtively, The Gift Of Abandonment, Imploring, Parentheses,

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