Satish Verma Poems

Distance was increasing
in spewing rage.
I yearned for a solitude of desert
sand and rocks
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Sitting on the heap of debris
I decided to move one day.
The rain did not stop
I was walking alone.
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Death was the beginning. My emancipation.
Death of pre-memory thoughts. I am ready to
enter the sound, without a shadow.
The fire from orifice, clouds, tears and
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And now the pain wants me to speak,
the words, but I wanted to listen
like winds and keep back the thoughts.
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Nothing to look forward
I return my gifts today.
Completely denuded I will spread out in emptiness.
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The space was widening. Opacity was
Being. Antimatter in. You were scared.
Why this disintegration? Unthinkable hunger,
Incompleteness. Antithesis of universality. My
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Savage absence of you,
I miss your assaults
what was actual in you, I never knew.
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As innocent as buds of jasmine
twilight of a falling night
offsets the nakedness of a baby moon,
the subterfuge of a slant lie.
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Full moon was negating the intensity of night.
I wanted the sacred smell of dark heaven
which was dispensing the forgiveness.
Did not reach the dazzling height of a star;
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It was on. The heat!
When you could not tell the truth about yourself
something I would also not be able to tell it to myself.
How we were deceiving each other?
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