Climb the Hill
by Satish Verma.Young days start with a nostalgiafor a lost freedomAnxiety was the prime suspect.As the age moves on,truth consumes the virtue.I hold this insultin the throes of conscience with tears.The dreams did not last longin the wild eyes of geniuses.Grace and...
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Exploding Silence
by Satish Verma.In cry of faith, I was tryingto maintain purity of hope.Hope of an opening bud on the rose bush.The slit eyes were frozenunwilling to meltthe impenetrable dew.The humility suffersI am going to revert to liesfor the sake of foes.Between the moments of...
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Intentional Suicide
by Satish Verma.Talking of earthly heart,stuck in a mire,I believe that the guilt of not building the roadwas genuine.Beyond the sad realizationthe role of witness was futile.Life had become an apprentice of deceitspreading out chessboard on small pretexts.Without a...
Inhaling the Earth
by Satish Verma.When insects were crawlingdreams had contradictions,A sudden drop in temperaturebrought the quantum touch.Ending of the griefor grief of endingrejected every intact truthand death was trailing behind the candle.Fear and agony were followingthe footf...
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Unending Nothingness
by Satish Verma.It was not worth it.Building of castles on the dirty roads.Offering spiritual coalitionof unscented certainties.Admission of reversing the course of riverdoes not exonerate.Mind polluted, face dripping with fantasiesclairvoyance, but confirming nothi...
Takes Over
by Satish Verma.My thoughts halt at your lipsbeyond lies your silenceto start a voyage in snowy dialoguesto find a meaning of futile lifeand trash of the myths.Our entwined life has chosenconsolation of past,We are still alivekicking and reveling.A shadow imitates t...
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Dignified Retreat
by Satish Verma.To cover your inadequacyyou were bending yourconsciousness.Thinking and again thinking for a thingthat was nothing.Today I am not meand I want to betray myself.A low tide moon hangs on a tall treeI will write a script on solitudeof night.You don't wa...
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Ancient Pain
by Satish Verma.Face of a manstruck in the fissure of an apocalypsedoes not bear the consequencesof becoming a godof deaf and mute.I am pouring in all my awareness.Captive of desire and drift,where are we heading for ?Idols of strawwatching the human failureday in, ...
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Mole
by Satish Verma.Failed in life's backyard,a journey ends from wherethe journey starts.Accused of annihilating happinessfor the sake of revenge,remaining alive in a seed,never becoming a blossom.Conjugal bed swaps the hungerfor dream of immortalityand killing the joy...
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Dies on Legs
by Satish Verma.I do not want to becomeplaintiff or defendant.Untethered, I will punish myselffor metaphysical nuances.Sometimes a silence talks to grieving skyabout a fake truth.The tears will never stop now.Give me my freedom to cry,to exhume the body of justicean...
Abdication of Wounds
by Satish Verma.Like islands in the sea on fireand embankment crumbling,split amygdalas of trusted men -drew them to start a chain of murders.I come on my kneeswitnessing a tragedy of a city,digging its accursed soilto bring out the remains of guilt.For appeasing d...
Paths of Anonymity
by Satish Verma.Integrity of door was challenged,walls will not take the blame.Tension increased between believingand non-believing.Did we listen to moaning of night ?There was a murder in broad day-light.Eyes will not betray the whisking of corpse,pallbearers were ...
Knives
by Satish Verma.Death will not wait.Locked in bruises,I want eternity.Stinking pubes,micro to zerogravity.Kernel rises like a star.Touch was not realHow far you will go ?Earth was collapsing.My father was right,Don't climb to the peak,snow was melting.Love has no ba...
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Midnight Sin
by Satish Verma.You know I do not hopeany intermission,between life and death.My path goes nowhere.A hiatus between the mirrors has questions.From childhood I was alwaysfloating between the meaningsof lessons unknown.I longed for straight humilities.Present redeems ...
Count My Sins
by Satish Verma.Blue, little light,homeless cloud,inauspicious aurora,I am going to opt for a moonless night.Do not care for living soul,pay homage to dead.Is it not a dog's life,or a holy god's life?The role and meanings are reversed.Now a snake comes,becomes an an...
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Rough Seas
by Satish Verma.Faithful to the day,I will not put up any alibi of night.I was punished to be liberated !Standing unarmed, uncovered in wildernessof times.Still floundering, this was my choice,my selection,to walk alone in crowd.I do not want any god to shut me up.I...
Wrapped Up
by Satish Verma.Sometimes I imagine, I am free :free to come out from a diagram,to bring inside out.Ultimately rescued from the ancestors,and ready to face my unborn children.An apparition sneaks in.Transgender ? Half human, half god ?There is no shadow, no existenc...
Happy and Sad
by Satish Verma.I do not know the answer,For them it was easy to lift the burdenand awaken the music of pain.I suffered moral inadequacyto ask for pardon,or freedom of shadow from guilt.Nothing was scared, the palms bruised,they were digging the gravenear the wall ...
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Secrets of Anguish
by Satish Verma.At this moment of heightened sensitivitymy thoughts try to reach your sinking city.We have opened the sluice-gatesof greatnessto wash out unknown sinscommitted in haste to harvest the impossible.The time was running out.No cure seemed to work on thes...
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Bleeding Heart
by Satish Verma.Do not wake me upI am sleepwalking in the courtyard of muse.Tenderly the moon is slicing the clouds.I am fashioning anguish on the darkgreen leaves, to bring forth a red flower,as a hope of dawn.I must share a secret grief with you.The cruel city is...
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Disgraced Planet
by Satish Verma.Beyond the valley of deaththere was eternal peace.Thinking not to thinkI drop the pretentionsit was coming home.I ask the words, do not cry for meA bridge exists between unheard musicAnd the silence of a tomb.Let us walk in the ruins of a cityand rea...
Beautiful Mind
by Satish Verma.Like the toothache in the throes of painI simmer by lamp in the half-moon night.There is nothing in me to burnfor the sake of flickering light.Life has run out of laughter.How long to ignoreand how long to hidethe stink of graveyard of unburied dolls...
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Judgement
by Satish Verma.The flight of thousand sparrowsspells a doom.Sun hides behind a sphinx,transparency is low.The guest of the remote land was crushed,when roof caved in.Walking the decadet bridge I let the stale life moon through outrageous passion.My fusion is comple...
Frames
by Satish Verma.Could not pack my sufferingswounds were mine.All there traumatized memoriesunseen smuthope was not my citynot a mirrorrevelers had put on masks.Seriphures were hangingon ancient wallssorrow leave finger prints on frames.SATISH VERMA
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Deportation
by Satish Verma.The heat turns on the arid pain with reverbations,A storm was raging in our minds,Clothing the identity. Externals become the dark figurines of thoughts,Creating the flames without fire.The seeking of essence was not enough. Purity asked humilityFai...
