Satish Verma

Gold Star - 37,426 Points (5-6-1935)

Epileptic Truth - Poem by Satish Verma

When I touched your pshyche,
my completeness wavered.
In the empty words
and hollow thoughts.
The road to my dream house burned.
I longed to meet my flame.

You were listening to declaration of truth.
It was a refuge,
there was no evidence
of any movement of humanity.
My soft mind took the imprint
of golden spaces between
the dark alleys of earth.
The skeletons of history remained unclaimed.

Remembering your trust
My attachment floats. Anxiety
of seeking. The dust smears
the face of epileptic truth.
The clogged arteries of mundane heart twitch.
There wasn’t room for sentiments.
Moment to moment I travelled
to break the silence in vain.

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  • (11/7/2007 2:59:00 AM)


    momentum, for the sake of momentum.

    i always sass keep your sympathies, for it's a swift down-slide to pitying.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 20, 2011


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