Satish Verma Poems

Can you freeze the years?
Untrammeled mind?
Why lost in consoles, for
hurting odyssey?
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Come, become my mirror to read the backward. Script
wards have failed me.
The sea is turbulent
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A blacksmith exploded a missile
at point-blank
to lower the animal
in a candid manner.
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This road trip to moon will not end
through the shards of shattered,
small prints of sleep.
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Dust to dust the soul,
moves in a confined circle
to preserve a death.
The struggle of a truth to find,
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Irreverent arsenic of lake bottom
was seeping in me
I was riding on waves, moon-stuck.
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When you were talking about purity of
Platelets
I was thinking to let the blood flow.
How easy it has become to kill now?
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Be my sleep, I tell a dream.
A lantern was chasing the shadows
on wall. My fever?
I say, past one awakening
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A brief encounter with the depth charge,
paralyzed waist down,
looking within
looking without
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Stage was set for the god of death
to alight in vertical scoot.
Then a wall of fear was raised
to outrage the door of saviour.
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