Satish Verma Poems

Deserting a shrine, in the swirling
waters, I move, unbuilding
a path, under the shade of the moon. the
sprawling village has been swept off/and
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This city of musketeers.
You are always having a bruising―
encounter with yourself.
Everyone tries to find an exit plan,
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The blue veins,
defending brazenly
the pink gloves.
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Taking the drugs in heavenly
night. It is very precarious state
to live innocently.
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Distrust prevails.
To be poor. Why did you need
less, than you want?
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Waiting for a supermoon
like Aphrodite.
I translate my twinge
into moonlight.
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Moving on death trek,
standing near the stonehenge,
the hunger for immortality
begins to kill.
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Sperms and legacy.
You scream for the justice
for the space between words
and sentences.
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Reigniting blood moon,
I have come to
seek my abdication.
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My logic
was not a part of belief.

The answer you proffered is
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