Satish Verma Poems

Superstorm
outside. Inside a deep
ocean, thoughtless.
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After an aggressive
kiss of life, a very restless
soul, trapped in the stale body,
wants to escape.
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Upgrading clock
was not a wise decision.
Who will read the past?
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On the wings of night
moon sails to fell cherry blossom,
I will pick for you.
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Why were you collecting the
people all around?
Unsure of yourself on the
ambiguity of an inquest?
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In starless night to-
think of you, watching the
moon dying away.
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Uncovering your breasts
and waist,
you become half-eaten.
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The red cherries.
You ask me to taste also
the acidic lips.
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On marbled lids we
stretch our arms to collect
the frozen tears.
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Your intent was to
peel off the frozen poem from
my lips to taste it.
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