Satish Verma Poems

My maiden guilt
interprets your mysterious signs
I become a moon orbiter.
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You look different
when you receive a huge
amount of love under crescent moon.
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The shadow love
behaves like cannabis.
I laugh with you.
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Mind remains occupied
after repeat proxy.
Wanted to kiss the thorns of life
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Your painted toes
disturbed my sound sleep.
Your scented hands tremble.
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Time has no time.
I cannot find myself in skyless
story of many stops.
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You speak louder
in dark, unhinged, unchained
to become perfect.
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I don't feel body
I don't feel pain. You play
with me O god!
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You make history.
Don't move, like the stasis of
sea anemone.
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The pink moon will
stay up to gray dawn. I will
meet you in prayers.
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