Poetry

Satish Verma


Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 may 2024

Poetic Justice

Exiled. Walking on rope.
Priceless life. Pain unyielding.I
never expected to flee water.

Why do men personalize?
The moon is divided by the tall trees.
Memory collects the leaves.

A stunning rise, You
are building yourself brick by brick.
The perseids will come verbatim.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 4 may 2024

Suffering Was Right

Dividing the sand
hill you urge the moon to undress.
The partition of serenity will decide love.

The agony turns with
moonlight. Coming to simplicity
it has made worse of pierced feet.

Expansionism tries
to crumble the architect of gothic
politics. Invisible fate was calling again.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 may 2024

I Was Lost

When will you go
in dark to explore the yawning
abyss of man's heart?

To rub the flesh and
bones to unmake god's will?
You truly want answer?

You don't want miracles.
Had you not covered my wounds
in blind oceans?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 may 2024

Dogmatically

A mysterious nudge
wakes an idea in you.
Can you think differently?

See through your
mind, by virtue of birth
and death of past.

Don't you cover
your face with wrinkles.
Sun will never die.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 april 2024

Justice Pure

Inquiring myself
to understand the goddess
of visitations.

This world was not
my choice. Space was shrinking,
and time expanding.

I walk in the crowd
to be lynched on the name
of forgotten god.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 april 2024

Amnesia

You were not sin.
Pain interrupted to trigger
an ancient love.

Marigolds were in
bloom. Copper― brown. Your body
does not belong to you.

Paper dreams fly
to catch the moon in dark.
Time to burn wings.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 april 2024

Compromised

Dying red leaves were
ready for a blitzkrieg. The spectre
of blood river returns suddenly.

The consistent failure
brings the dewy tears. Tell me--was it
writing on the threadbare body of pain.

Ah a dust song comes
from a comet's tail. A thunderstorm
has a hole. It is the eye of the grim reaper.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 april 2024

By Kisses

You can see whole
world in my mouth. I start
knitting a blood scarf.

To raise gender,
thebeestings will play a role.
The skin prints history.

You become your
own teacher to read the hymns
engraved on leaves.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 april 2024

The Entity

I take a lesson
from you O god, before
I write the end.

Who will rise from
the dust of the ruins after
the volcanic blast?

A celebration was
stalled when you had landed
on the dark moon.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 april 2024

Quartz

Light digs up the hope.
You appear like pure flint.
Sorrow will tell truth.

Weep weep my sun.
Black hole will swallow you.
No need to drink hemlock.

The blank paper has
hidden markings. God wants
to become mortal.


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