Satish Verma, 8 september 2023
The jungle was ageless.
Moon drops a hint.
Your poems go in flames.
In dark I had
weaved a dream. You were
worshiping a bystander.
The Ars Poetica took
a turn and became a
message for departing sun.
Republic of pain
signs up to cross the death
after meeting the talking trees.
Who will dance
to celebrate the history
of broken hearts?
Satish Verma, 7 september 2023
Deep within, you
wanted to know earnestly, why
did the things go wrong?
More than asking
you go mad. There were
no questions for god.
Peel of the words,
and lineage falls apart.
A sword was naked.
Satish Verma, 6 september 2023
Set to break;
something was left
incomplete.
Time's portal
lets go yesteryear, and
I ask myself, if the
moons were mine.
The jack screw
had turned the course
of life. Why did you
go for the wax model?
The chilly thing was―
everybody sings a question.
The vendor of pain
will not give the answer.
Anger edicts
to destroy all the moons.
Satish Verma, 5 september 2023
When I bring moon,
flower, will you simmer in
haemophilia?
A tall promise was
broken. To see or not to
see writing on wall.
What was the half-truth
which would change the color of
horizon at dusk?
Satish Verma, 4 september 2023
No more I will
confront you in rain after
imprint of peach lips.
A collective
scream goes unheard, god sleeps.
The sky burns endlessly.
You will never know,
how do I live, when glacier
breaks, I fall in chasm.
Satish Verma, 2 september 2023
Your alignment
with sea was not perfect. You
were wading in sand.
Give me a slip
of eyes. A scion was
ready to catch winds.
Behind the teeth
lies a bloody tongue. Will spell
your ancient name.
Satish Verma, 31 august 2023
Like a stingray
you hurt. My chest heaves
and falls. God, you―
Remain untouched
in sacred well of honor
like holy water.
I will come back
in tiger cave to count
the stripes of blood.
Satish Verma, 29 august 2023
Still I am looking
at the path, from where you
disappeared.
In void between
living and dead, leaving no
memory to drape.
The dust will recall
the weight of footfalls in
air to bleed stones.
Satish Verma, 27 august 2023
You failed me.
O god, your shadow one day
will break from you.
We had ached
together once. You are now
larger than death.
Going beyond sky,
you will step into space, and
I will start wailing.
Satish Verma, 25 august 2023
Will mediation
work? I don't know.
Half-truths will betray.
A united birth
of good and evil. Was
it ordained? How do you
mend the eternal tear?
We had climbed
together the steps of god's
mount. But temple was
in ruins. Deity mauled.
The bullet holes
stillbleed. This was a
perfect win of black moon.
I cannot drink your tears.
Does it matter? You
were loosing the charisma?
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