Satish Verma Poems

An earthly love, wears the sun
to collect Delpheniums, the larkspurs
made of blue color of your eyes.
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History repeats. Youare
drifting away from point of return.
Life cries hurt, in eyes of Venus.
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Contextual. I don't
get that much-I ask. How difficult
it was to remain like gulmohar*
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In life's drama, art
of dying is played daily. Not
a single word I would write.
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I was your religion.
Nothing was to be done, standing beyond
the touch down in knee deep water.
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I carry no name.
You dream my poem to search
me in your heart.
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O my love nobody
but you will sleep in my dreams,
till I come back from the river.
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Long back you were lost
in the herd. Do you believe my love will
come back? Dust covers all footprints.
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I had no words to
explain, How a headless cock was
walking with me on road.
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A glimpse of you,
looking at me. I was giving away
my blood to my poems.
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