Satish Verma Poems

The crowds,
I was always afraid of them.

When you were
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I wanted you as a grain
not as a straw lover.
The effect of a lone moon:
when I decided
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A frog leaps between your eyes.
The fear was intense-
and pain was possessive.

In besieged apples, there
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Your becoming, cuts the moon
in half. I come
blind to hold the
knife.
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In a love triangle,
I move out of the center
to find a boat.
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Mission aborted.
Imprisoned,
I do not touch anything
I do not mention your name.
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Like an asterisk
I adjure you to fly like an
eagle, on the wings of light.
The poems are ready to become
...

Between eyes and tears
you swim back to me on flames.
The little candles are going to take revenge.
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Dementia begins. The ending starts.
Death had many names;
The mountain owls. They fly in flocks
and take prey diving on rabbits or great
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Your underpants?
Can you put them behind
beneath the weight of memories?
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