Satish Verma Poems

Abuzz with profanities.
There were gene faults in your
conversation; when the
ice cap was melting.
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Let me paint a still life.Like
your eyes- unmoving.The irises
with shut pupils.
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The sleep was disturbed.
A book reads me.
The thinker will not rest in the arms
of Morpheus.
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I had met the flower
after a longtime.
The rose.
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Annihilating your
own minarets to meet
the god once.
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The shallow incursions
grow louder. I have
burnt my fingers, lighting
the moon.
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Living in a different
reality. You wanted to confuse
the honeybees. They were dying in large
numbers. There was frantic search
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Like a blood sport
you play with me.
My thumb bleeds.
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This was a perception defict
when only a suicide could stop you.
From where to where we
Have come in traumatized stake.
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The spirit was not there
under the skin―
in grey domain.
I will not seek any revenge on self.
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