Satish Verma Poems

Talking to
vanishing lights―
then I panicked.
...

It was all white.
You wanted to see the interruption
by black rocks.
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It was like a combat
exercise at sunset.

I won't call any deity
...

When you talk of
a war on the behalf...
you become a sinner.
...

You create a hybrid
without protocol.

A body of clay lies―
...

I will find another
indigo in you, when you
were linked to exercising talons.
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Distrusting a
sure rise of moon―
if clouds were there.
...

In city of thousand sacrifices
the dominion reads―
your mind.
...

How do I remember
you, I ask grammarly
between life and death.
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In last breath,
when the door remained
open, you walked out.
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