Satish Verma Poems

Maligned, the
space between us
lets go the mammary
...

Fire in kidneys
was burning the basket.
Privacy of green thumbs
was intimately involved.
...

A starfish was in my glass.
You blame the moon of brutality
while moondust had misled the ocean.
Darkhole was ejecting the stars.
...

I need not want to know for it,
a dirty mind of lateral conjugation;
of uncharted hopes. The name
splits the long story.
...

There was a silky assault
by a gray cloud over the sickle moon
and I went crazy.
...

Do not go like a rose,
stay like poinsettia.
Now as a brutal encounter
holy color will descend.
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You wanted to live
inside a shell
and step outside, in
a bowl of habits, sometimes,
...

The road breaks here.
Give me something to heal the fractured earth.
Angels are too much for me, the
gash turns inward ripping apart
...

Looting after the earthquake:
I have wrecked myself
on my own terms.
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After shaking
off the fault
the golden thigh ruptured
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