Satish Verma Poems

A candid confession from you,
when your identity started protruding
from innocent rage.
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I must accept the insignificance
and solve the puzzle of night.
Possessed sunlight always pursues
the shadows of words.
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Becoming something from anything
was a great bliss of paradigm.
I take a dip in anonymity.
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Death will not wait.
Locked in bruises,
I want eternity.
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I intend to move away from myself
as apologia for sadness,
Could not give up the zen,
powerless, breathless, drowning,
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The panther goes for the neck only.
A body trembles on the stairs.
Scarred bones are strewn around in
the broad day light.
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No more venom for me. My throat is full
and sore is spurting.
King cobra, take rest. You must be tired
after going for so many bouts.
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I want to shake them off,
weird thoughts,
like a swarm of bees,
buzzing, whining, aimed at nothing.
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The other side of life behind the barbed
future
where they were seeking gratifications,
I was entering the past, without pretention.
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I watched helplessly, my body being taken away
limb by limb
Life was becoming meaningless for the keeper.
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