Satish Verma Poems

You walk on burning embers
like a black stone
to meet the end before beginning
on empty landscape.
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Not contentious
I will put you in moon
for another rain.
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I will not understand
the gift of hurting
in unsolicited encounters.
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It was your
integrity

at the time of ubiquitous pain
of separation, you want to move the home
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Perpetual stasis
in blank stares.
Who was yawning to moon?
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Thinking was seeing through the time,
was a lone journey from naïve
understanding. Return was difficult,
back to bricks and forlorn shores.
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Homeless wanderer
my bohemian moon.
I continue my journey
till the clouds manipulate.
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Back and forth
back and forth
culture whores
were removing the skin tags
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Non-eye vision penetrates.
The silent song trembles
I weave a pattern
to resolve the crisis
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searching for words in continuum of
incompleteness, it was a trickle at first, then
a free fall, cerebral fury: I am becoming expansive,
so apposed to verbatim of shrieks, only
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