Satish Verma Poems

Taut flesh of toxic seductress
comes out of the skin,
rolls in the dream.
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you bring pink roses everyday
from nowhere

with an oblique smile,
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Last night
moon was following me
discreetly,
skirting behind the trees.
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Belonging
to unbelonging
was becoming a method
exploring the path.
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You had tightened
the grip. I hit a rough patch.
All night you remained in my thoughts.
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Who am I?
I search my name on your face.
You won't recognize a lost coin.
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Can you tell me, where
the tunnel ends. The curve has
flattened. There was no light.
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Sitting in a wake
you don't feel peace. The vigil
has a buzzing sound.
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You know when moon
kissed the sun, planet melted
and war of tears started.
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There was no
blasphemy. Love gives
power to forgive.
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