Satish Verma Poems

The symbols delivered the hunger
and desire cleaved the hearts.
Fragile peace for collective
anguish was not a substitute.
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In the ending, there was beginning of fear
of unknown.
The pain of malignity,
evil punctuation of
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You said you were grief,
the marbled tears will not flow.
Was it not much softer
to accept the life
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The brain will not cease.
Agitation explores
the hypocrisy of paths.
My myths burned, I spinned and tipped
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Eyes will speak, not the road.
I am going very far.
Ability to suffer was me.
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We listened deeply to the sounds
of seed power of duality.
I was very restive
there was no time to review
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When you try to find fire
in edifice of whispers,
you are badly singed,
the wronged truths demand scrutiny.
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Why do you run away
from the primordial fear?
Of tight emptiness?
A shapeless entity of drifting psyche?
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My fear becomes the courage
to pursue the truth,
the basic abandonement.
I must go after the dark
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This way it was
this way it happened
I could not run along the river.
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