Satish Verma Poems

You would not know,
when, a desire,
becomes kismet.
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Holding the truth for the
sake of time and space.
I will not ask your name.
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Needing a bit less,
I wanted to discover myself.
Raise the chimney.
The house in on fire.
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Spare me a moment.
Can you anticipate the innocence
of tomorrow?
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Do not maneuver the
golden night.
Moon will rise in
defiance of dew.
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The father and child
Will not talk to
Each other.
There was a dispute.
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Into the nightscape,
an earthen lamp ushers in
the new year.
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Read it,
or do not read
the road map.
Something has eaten into your wings.
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A deep kiss.
Deepest-ever
of exTreme love
for the death;
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The wind was in your hair,
I will bring the
valley, for you.
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