Satish Verma Poems

How can you salvage the theme of god
from the forbidden knowledge?
Must affinities have a reason?
The precarious life hangs
...

I missed the heartbeats for a vessel of stars,
while death was always near,
circling the house.
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If the lineation wins,
I will not pardon myself
the dots on flesh will glare.
A dummy hurricane,
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Some depth,
my thoughts never touched,
the moonlight fades on my window.
The vague gratification,
...

Too many mongrels on road
chasing inbred hymens,
while walking I try to find
who was not unipolar.
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The enormous evil pours
its darkness on streets.
Violence throws its tentacles.
Overpowering fear stalks
...

It was happening.
It was a perverse state,
one by one we were tearing apart,
our wholeness, our human heritage.
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Walking alone in
the dishevelled inner space
I find peace in my failure,
an innocent patch of a silent hurt.
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Between the tears falls the non-vision.
I am scared
let go off my silence
and restore the infidel wall,
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I was not there
where you are.
Non-stop travel, half the world
to meet you.
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