Satish Verma Poems

Keep your persona
blessed. I miss you.

Do you meet the
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The jungle was ageless.
Moon drops a hint.
Your poems go in flames.
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Joining back tribe
was not atonement
for separation.
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You will change one
day, in rattling bones, trying
to make yourself whole.
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Have you tasted the silk
in the pit of snakes?
Exit was not in my fate.
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Recalling memories was difficult.
I presume, today was not my day.
Theme uprooted, I stood for the branches,
the spirit, the truth, the roots.
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A catheter leaks,
quality of hearing suffers.
A tethered song sears on blue flames.
The actual, displaces the pain
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Treading on burning cinders
it was a saga of fear versus unknown.
Stripped, before drooping eyes
scarred, armless, unflying.
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I was not capable of
contradicting the quietness.
A silent emotion was insulting me.
Forgetting the self-denial
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The green hills are drinking
the clouds,
keep pouring out
the scented breath.
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