Satish Verma Poems

Let us take another road.
The boundary was not clear
between crime and pardon
between disease and murder.
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To delegate death,
a mirror condenses the human sorrow
with an unclouded
penury.
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Trampling the borders, he started
losing his vibrations.
He was asking for the perpetual forgiveness
for his bandaged ego.
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He would set them free,
words. On cityscape.
For extended release of connotations.
Part of him, not his way,
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A solitary moon rises
behind the seven veils
unattended by stars and clouds
between yes and no
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When postponed, death had no meaning.
It was lying in ambush.
Journey was imperfect without
a termination.
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Faith was not taking him
near the truth.
Staring at reason
his inner self became a burden
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Revolting inwardly
the fountain chokes.
New year amputates
the fingers of a whole man.
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Like a whiff of pungent smoke
morality hurts.
The inner song dies
in chorus of sharp tongues.
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Pain unites the victims.
Discreetly, afterword, was the same.
Only loser helped you to die instantly
for the millions of stars.
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