Satish Verma Poems

You try to get back at me
by placing the ultimate truth in the
crucible to sit on the flame.
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An aubade, I will not be
able to sing. Have you got a
Midas touch? I ask my love.
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Were you contributors
in my crucifixion? Glow worm was
not throwing light. Only a pyre was in flames.
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My god hurts me one day.
Divides the roses in half. Bodiless you come
in to kiss and leave the chapped lips.
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You think the sun is dying.
I am going deep in the ocean.
Eventually the moon ambushes Venus.
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A place of glass eyes.
Fire in fire, flames on flames. The
question arises. An ocean will help?
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Looks like an unreal love.
Why someone hangs from an Indian lilac
tree. Leaves were very bitter to chew.
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Brutal poem. But you
want to touch it. It severes off your thumb.
You climb the rainbow to see a nude.
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My poems do not reach
you. Night still burns my heart,
and undresses my wounds.
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One day you will meet
yourself, when a tree walks with you
to remember the cuttlefish.
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