Satish Verma Poems

The tree, the sky, the moon, of
summer prick the eyes.
We suffer majestically.
The aberrations will
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A lifetime with a classic pain,
does not give me peace or freedom.
Blind ideas scream,
breaking the antique silence.
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We don’t want to
see each other naked.
with our barbs.
Seeking the truth outside
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Death has been my partner,
my best friend.
Every day the fear,
greets me in my bed,
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I stay connected out of the body,
with fireworks,
to widen the relativity,
to read the language of fear.
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Absolute yes or no
makes you wish
not to understand philosophy
of semipermeable life.
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To search you
I am burning my wheels.

Put your hands
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Somewhere the truth lies still and frozen
why can’t we measure ourselves?
Measure the unseen depth?
Not for gain, not for bliss.
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Immensity of deviation was exploding.
Abruptly my frail frame collapsed.
I did not know the answers. I was lost
in my inner sanctum, full of hollow escapes.
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Children of stink, cannot smell the rose.
Lithium in their blood
fathers were happy.
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