Satish Verma Poems

After the compound stab
like a suicide note, there was left nothing.
The space was increasing.
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Placed on the end of
writing, unactivated every love
smells the extraordinary roses.
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Give me my weird
pain, after you have immersed the
ashes of books, you never read.
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Roasted with stars
in a dome. It was a moonlight. This
was my natural rise.
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The singed mind, immature,
remembers. You cannot change the
world, the world changes you.
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It was perseverance.
My flesh was Pi. You have discovered.
me in reverence for abrasion.
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Exploring the voyage of
a stairway. The trees would take
to learn the truth in the dark.
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Collective fall in passing.
I will design a beautiful mortuary.
The courier will deliver the cadavers swiftly.
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A brutal call, I will
not go with you. The petition is being
prepared, not to be given.
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A blood moon comes
back without murder. I was talking
of the love after betrayal.
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