Satish Verma Poems

I want to quit
the game of skulls
to die better.
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I walk on cobblestones
bare foot to feel the
hot singed earth.
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Not a single line
was written today
on your lips.
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It was searing
attack of the untamed
blue butterflies.
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Would you be one day
my assassin? I don't
want the god to act.
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The beast was dead
in my bones. I can't quit
the house of blood.
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Don't listen to me.
Do this sin once again.
Ignore the wading moon.
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Do not let me say
goodbye. I will pick threads of
tears from slanted eyes.
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Not enough, your love.
You were the most natural
thing happened to me.
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When you yield to be
my subject, I will go beyond
the moon to propose.
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