Satish Verma Poems

Capricious, you go
with the sun between edge and
curves. Your face becomes weightless.
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It was the last embrace
of creativity. I touch you to write a
fiction. Freedom comes with a slap.
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Bare-foot I go near
tomorrow. So much more than love,
poem in a poem trembles.
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In the wake of loss,
as if you enter a Capricorn.
Maturity will kiss you.
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My mind burns very
fast. Not to see my own body, like
a sardine, laid as if it was my last birth.
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You make a temple.
God dies daily. Where truth has
carried away my love?
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Altered footprints.
Don't be proud. Like an immersive
moon floating on the black sea.
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I tell the suffering,
you were too sincere. Without
ears I listen to the voice of void.
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Standing on edge
names are slipping and unraveled.
History revolts. You don't speak.
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Vicious, we are going farther
from each other to sensationalize
the sting of a rare kiss.
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