Satish Verma Poems

Light makes you poor.
There was a back deal for
a wake up call.
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I saw you dying for
basics. Your legs were heavy
and then you start walking.
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Before the dawn
black sky breaks in my eyes.
We were very sick.
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Someone unknown
will come back to say goodbye.
My heart will miss beats.
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Your color was changing.

Sometimes I wake up in
midnight to feel your breath.
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I go mad when moon
comes near me.
How you dare the flame?
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A trivial pain
becomes a storm, severes the
words, bleeds the truth.
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My soul's half, leave
me alone. Things drop from
my hands, not you.
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Can you see yourself
from my eyes in dark.
The moon will not help.
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Unflinkinglyyou
embrace a fireball and jump
into the lake to cool.
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