Satish Verma Poems

Listen Hamlet, there was
the age gap. I am learning to die
and you will defeat yourself.
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Hard and brittle,
the cost of sealing the lips
was increasing overnight.
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The truth of my blood
at the mensal
without prayer and anguish.
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Coming of age. Sometimes
it disturbs. I will play with fire, in separating
flames. Sun was not cooling.
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A candid confession from you,
when your identity started protruding
from innocent rage.
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I will ask you no more.
An answer settles the question.
Let myriad questions remain in air.
Thirst is larger than the river.
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The lesion was
spreading. From
inside, I hear the wails.
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How age slips away
from your hands?
How deep you will
go in the cavernous
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Superstorm
outside. Inside a deep
ocean, thoughtless.
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After an aggressive
kiss of life, a very restless
soul, trapped in the stale body,
wants to escape.
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