Satish Verma, 22 may 2023
Unsung, the crazed,
follows an ailing Buddha―
moving in dark.
Not relegionism.
A black sea floods the light.
The bulls were ready.
Ephemeral myths.
You want to move the rock
on the sand dunes.
Satish Verma, 20 may 2023
The soft pain lashes
in a bizarre manner. You
become me and I
become you.
The veil cracks
on your face, to reveal
the contours, like
Saturn without rings.
Just like delphinium,
speaking truth― A hummingbird
dives in your lake
of viola.
Now the world has
changed I smell a Greek
tragedy to say that, we
have suffered too.
Satish Verma, 19 may 2023
Like clones, your hands
embrace, winding up
the duty of fists―
in half-light.
Was your love
primordial? I would ask
myself, accepting the tears
from your red eyes.
I will borrow your
faults. Want to become
human. The defeat in
your hands was rewarding.
The rivals bloom,
without water of eyes.
O daisy, I was run over
by the stamping of clouds.
Give me the speed of light.
Satish Verma, 18 may 2023
I was hurt,
I speak.
Out of modesty,
will write the unspoken stance.
Overview is mine
I have not read you
cohesively. Your vacant eyes,
your trembling lips.
To know the truth
of meaningless nuances, to listen
the gain of sea, watching
the length and depth of water.
Moonlight was aging
where the shadows dance,
in circle to trap the sun,
for a noble sacrifice.
Bondinggoes for mortgage.
Satish Verma, 16 may 2023
Spider weaves the
net. You walk in the named―
trap of honesty.
I have stopped
looking at stars, after the
moon bit me in dark.
Who was dying for a
sip of hawthorn today
in the bright sunlight?
Satish Verma, 15 may 2023
Like a forgotten
love child, are you same as
I left you sleeping?
A creeper grows on
your face to steal the tears.
Why karma had failed?
At least a small kiss
of revival of dreams could
have saved the moon!
Satish Verma, 14 may 2023
Love hours.
When you cover your
face with hands,
light dims.
I enter your interocular
space, to understand the
truth ofdissent.
I am learning
from you about the black
theory. You wanted to―
take titanic steps
in small feet.
Human facts.
I cannot breathe.
You possess the power of
manipulation.
A bird doesn't know.
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?
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