Satish Verma Poems

I will watch the field,
but not play the game.
Do not want to win the toss,
for no one to loose the chance.
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Blaze on the horizon was spreading.
No peak was left green,
time was running out.
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It drips -
my ocean.
One dropp at a time
from the eyes of a grey stone.
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Go, my sun go.
Collect all your golden leaves
and leave me with pink wounds.
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There was no beginning
no ending.
Beyond tomorrow
you will be, what you were not.
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Oh God
I don’t believe you
for irretrievable sins in me.
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This was my book of pain
with no ending.
Life had two meanings-
Anticipation of today,
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Tonight I lift your eyes from the face
and paste it on my window.
Even death cannot claim the space
reversing the age.
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Innocent inside the circle,
you reached nowhere.
Dirty hands on the knob
kept the century locked.
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Becoming myself, pricking the soles
staying alive, frozen, mistless eyes.
I bite my tongue,
chewing the forbidden peel of
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