Satish Verma Poems

Impact of love
minute - to-minute overwhelms,
when divinity intervenes.
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Invoke your god.
It is difficult to stand alone,
Only puppets come to make a crowd.
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Half -said, put all the years
in a cup of pain and drink the tears.

For ever love, your last song
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It was your demureness.
You want to go nomadic. I am sitting
under a sacred fig to understand humans.
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Unlearned, I will not change
my invincible trust in me of microgravity,

Can there be recovery to think
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Do not go hither and thither,
living in the mirrors. I had been beguiled
in the hands of the tailors of love.
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You sacrifice me for the
hidden cause of self-destruction.
This age group creates carnage.
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Why grass was ravaged?
Genocide scrambles. I want to
witness the critique of history.
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Not easy to write off life.
Let me go whole. Was it a striptease
of knowledge? Where are the saints?
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My nascent distress flourishes
under the diktat of unknown. Can you
tell me your history of fall?
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