Satish Verma Poems

Like runaway water
you run to meet your lover,
the death.
...

Knife for knife.
Shadows were chasing,
the slain.
Flawed, you were
...

We heard the screams.
Water to water,
fire to fire.
It was not marginal pain.
...

You must be precise.
I am in search of me.

No clue, yet to find the hand,
...

Prepare the beds
for the nocturnal read of book.
The wodden angels-
have arrived, carrying
...

You were not present.
Far from the pallid sky─
in the graveyard,
the marbled tears
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Unknowing the known
was politics
of unsold thoughts.
...

It was an outrage.
The weaver on the
loom was brutalized.
...

After knowing so much
of unknown,
you were afraid, but I
lunge for the relic.
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The hurt of a game.
Myth has played with the─
life of a song bird.
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