Satish Verma, 5 june 2019
How much you were honest
with you?
The poems had singed
the eyebrows. I am filled
with salt.
Would you know what was
missing between the lines?
Afterlife will not bother me.
My image and me
will not superimpose.
An apology for extradition
of my agony. Trapped, my
mirror has broken. I
will tear off the moon
from the window, when the room
is dark.
Satish Verma, 4 june 2019
How much you can carry,
carving a deep gorge
during last rites
of a river?
It was a skunky remain
of the civilized terrain
gone berserk.
Oh pilgrim, don’t come
again to wash your feet
in the snow of
painted storks.
Hiding behind the tattoos
my raw galaxy perspires
climbing the graveyard
of old songs.
Satish Verma, 3 june 2019
This is for the
smaller gods sitting
in rains, seeking asylum in
snow.
Nobody knows the
fate of sunken erotica
when the glacier
melts.
A wild rose
sends the thorns to
prick your conscience.
Let the death walk
in sleep.
Satish Verma, 2 june 2019
A visible evil stands
upright. I did not want to
die before the death.
My needs were small and few
but I am at peace, breaking
water without shaming the earth.
I will now make a moon
out of the mystery of mass cremation
of rose buds.
The small recess of the soul
mends the wall of the flesh to become
a stable house.
The black crypt, maintains
a secret. Here lived a wounded
soldier once upon a time.
Satish Verma, 1 june 2019
Stargazing will not stop.
The will to find the answer,
when the glacier breaks.
You bring the god down
to earth. Don’t want to
bother any door.
A pair of fetters fastened
around my ankles.
I hop to the house of sadness.
The auroral spark
ignites the leaker. Clouds
burst crimson with tears.
A ring of red stones were
markers. Here fell the divine
spirits, climbing on water.
Satish Verma, 31 may 2019
A boulder on my neck.
I am climbing your
house, O god.
I don’t believe you.
I trust the man,
a committed trespasser.
A crestfallen humanity
walking endlessly in―
the valley of tears,
to find the clean water,
the bread and roof. The
anguish breaks the morals.
And our painted deities,
resting on their thrones to
see the vultures descending.
steve, 30 may 2019
Though you'll soon be leaving... I won't let it break my heart...
For there were things between us... that kept us far apart,
I'll cherish what we shared.. when we put those things aside...
And the chasm that's between us... didn't seem so wide,
There were times when I loved you.. and times you made me mad...
But most times I was grateful.. for all the times we had,
And when you fly away... like a bird upon the wind...
I'll keep the memories close to heart.. and always call you friend.
SG
steve, 30 may 2019
When you walked out last night.. my heart hit the floor..
I've never felt so empty.. as I watched you close the door,
If you could see my heart.. or the river that I've cried..
Then you might understand the pain.. from you that I must hide,
I can't burden your broken heart.. because my hearts broken too..
And I can't look into your eyes.. and say that "I love you",
I know that you don't feel the same.. I know you never will..
But as long as you still have knowone.. use me at your will,
For I'd take any part of you.. I know you'll soon be gone..
But you don't have to be alone.. in the darkness before dawn,
Together is less "lonely".. and together we are strong..
I just want to kill the pain.. thats been hurting for so long,
You don't have to promise me.. a thing before you go..
You don't even have to speak.. for I already know,
You only have to let me show.. I can take the pain away..
If only for a little while.. keep lonelyness at bey,
sg
steve, 30 may 2019
Do you know how much it hurts inside.. when you turn and walk away..
My heart screams out.. "Please Don't Go".. but the words I just can't say,
I cried a river of tears for you.. a river that overflows..
And I'm washed away in sorrow.. for I don't want you to go,
Life is a lonely illusion.. if there's no one who stands by your side..
And its easy to come to conclusions.. about all the tears that you've cried,
I've got no reason to be here.. if there's no one who cares but me..
And I'm just a fool for putting you.. somewhere you don't want to be,
This heart is so tired and lonely.. I just wanted to be close to you..
To share something special together.. I could take, that would carry me through,
I'm sorry my friend.. I've failed you.. I couldn't convince you to see..
Everything I've tried to show .. comes from love that's inside of me,
I see you as someone so special.. its the reason I feel like I do?
But my heart never stood a chance.. when it came to just loving you.
sg
steve, 30 may 2019
I used to sit around all day.. and dream of what could be..
Then I'd cry myself to sleep.. when I faced reality,
I used to think, that things would change.. just like a "fairy tale"..
I'd walked around with blinders on.. saw the world through a vail,
I believed that someone, somewhere.. was made "just for me"..
But I know now, how wrong I was.. what a fool I came to be,
"True love" isn't something real.. and there is no "ment to be"..
Faity tales are "stories".. that they want us to believe,
Nothing that I know today.. is truly as it seems..
And I can't prove "reality" .. is more real than my "dreams",
So I take each day that comes to me.. expecting nothing more..
For I've let go of any dreams.. that you'd walk through that door.
sg
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