Satish Verma, 13 may 2023
Leave me by me.
I was an onlooker in
wilderness of knees.
Primal truth is dead
I search peacemakers
of nowheres in vain.
Watch my loneliness.
A bronze elephant stands
still in dream traffic.
Satish Verma, 11 may 2023
It were not you
at the end of poem. Something
of moon had died.
Time has not come
to intervene in parting
of lips turning blue.
You will not change,
in offering the drink of
stunning Venus flytrap.
Satish Verma, 10 may 2023
December moon
and you, not to blink for a
while in the shadow.
Salt angel, you will
make my eyes dry― after the
glitter of tears.
What is the full sign
of the brave robbery when
it is stinging dark?
Satish Verma, 7 may 2023
Honesty. Was it the
sickness of mind? Ask the
spirit of water.
Honour the blue
goddess with grey hair in
silent grieving.
Spurn the moon and
come to me to celebrate
alien reverie.
Satish Verma, 6 may 2023
I thought we knew
each other by our shadows.
Stratosphere laughs.
Inappropriate,
when you touch the moon
in torrential rain.
You pay a price
to listen to Beethoven.
You become blind.
steve, 5 may 2023
I've made every mistake, that one possibly could...
Every bad decision, instead of what I should,
My life is about regrets, and things I didn't say...
If I could "do it all again", it wouldn't be this way,
Many years have passed, since you left this town...
And countless beers I've put away, to keep you're memory down,
But I still drive by you're old house, to see if you are there...
I haven't met a person yet, with you I could compare,
I should have told you how I felt, so many years ago...
And never let you walk away, from things you didn't know,
But you will never know of, the love I feel for you...
And I could never forget, you're eyes of sapphire blue,
I don't know why I held back, or let you walk away...
I only know it's one regret, that I feel everyday,
If only I could turn back time, there's one thing I won't do...
For I would change everything, except my love for you.
Satish Verma, 4 may 2023
In stasis, time
was ready to abandon you,
I suffer intensely.
I didn't want to
hear my own voice. Cathartic,
I was beside myself.
Creating shock waves,
wanted to speak to water
to freeze in eyes.
Satish Verma, 3 may 2023
I dreamed of you.
Otherworldly. Blue and tender.
Not my pain anymore.
Did you pray for me
and asked to write a last
poem for sake of veil?
A bird takes, sand
bath, before jumps on a pyre
to prove fidelity.
Satish Verma, 2 may 2023
Like woodpecker
someone knocks at door
to deliver acorns.
Were it you after
resurrection to pay back
the debt of half-love?
Door will remain open
to let in the known killer
of beautiful sin.
Satish Verma, 1 may 2023
Light the candle, I
fed creepy in the grey
night of terror.
Fear overtakes.
Heartbeats reach crescendo.
Is it end of charm?
The riot begins
in dim moonlight. Who burns
the coat on the hills.
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