Satish Verma Poems

I woke up clutching the dreams
in deluge of tears.
Night had a brackish taste,
the other side of moon was dark.
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Beyond the gaze there is a time zone
of rumored agitation
when you cannot sleep.
You open your eyes quietly to complain.
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Messengers are out,
dynasty strikes.
A haze of dust storm filters down in tearless eyes.
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Will I know you―
by unknowing myself in bleak―
moments of giving
wings to you?
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It was a quaint
feeling. Something was
going to happen.
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Washed-up your
facial nuance, like jellyfish
at abandoned shore.
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There was no collateral
damage to my flower vase.
My roses were intact.
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Dancing on the trembling
flames, virtually
remaining calm, I was just
watching your hands― the palms, and
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You have to die
to live again for bloodline.
See how the wind blows.
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What did you hurl?
Tell me all the lies. Pain―
and truth stand on stage.
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