Satish Verma Poems

It was extraordinaire.
You were always living with delicate
flowers surrounded by stings.
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You still don't know
how to address the lion standing
in the burning bush.
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What you did not get,
was found at the bottom of sea.
Was it due to dance of swans?
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Not understood you well.
Me living in myself. Your eyes will behold
what my naked hands carry.
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Your half-surrender was
unique. Going home to find the truth
of end of a beautiful story.
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Take heart I say
to myself, leaning against
the wall to end sorrow.
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Death enters through
a hunter. A black fish jumps
to make water dirty.
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Can you heal my
insomnia? Raise the bar
and eat your words.
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Life has become blue.
O moon, why did I let you in
under my skin.
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Either pain or smile!
No, you won't give any. But each
night every moon matters.
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