Satish Verma Poems

Do not remember the names.
Somebody is waiting in the wings.

It is very dark here. The drums
will break the mother’s heart.
...

Exfoliated, I come to you,
to scratch the blighted
palace of the body, where
a god lived once.
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Eels apart-
would you like to greet
the squid?
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My palm,
collects the dark energy.
Reversing the code, I
am not going for a big crunch!
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Answers remain elusive.
Stains were on shirt:
You went on wiping-
away the mirror.
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When the rage
will not find an exit.
Would you come to
share my grief?
...

I will take you:
In claustrophobia,
head-to-toe,
fully immersed in death.
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Like a jellyfish,
In raw pain
You descend abruptly,
In abyss of peace.
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Again,
a hunt will start,
incognito.
...

During the litany of questions,
I will talk to you,
about the innocence
of flowing river.
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