Satish Verma Poems

In the cavernous mind
a thought becomes
redundant.
You go straight for a snakeroot.
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Unsown peaks of fear
under aggression.
I ask you to make a choice
between I and inventing yourself.
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Today,
go undivine
with me and remain untouched,
in dwindling love of faith.
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It is autumn
grapes are bleeding.
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Be with me
in this zone of pain.
My poems was walking
through me.
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Lead me into, the green darkness, under
the nude flames.
It was hurting; the golden sun.
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They will not come down
with branding iron and bobbing stings.
Instead.
we will walk down the earth,
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How will you carry the mount of tears
in the vally of temples? Kites flowing
in sky of beings-egos-denials and
repeals.
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While writing a poem
I make a blood hole
in my hand.
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A fake sanity with its wisdom
enlarges the space between the coarse
land of craft and sea of emotions
for stress to walk with soul
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