Satish Verma Poems

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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My mind was numb. Hologram.
I want to hold the wheel of the sun.
Something breaks in your heart.
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War and love, there
were no pure words. You move to
snatch me from the earth. Neo-fake!
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My eyes are shut,
your lips are sealed. Our nemesis is
same. You are formless. I try to touch you.
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You are not what you were.
You have moved on. You know what is the
the cost of the tear of a rose in the morning?
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What is the power
of man? Any divine answer? The cruelty
was given to humans as a gift?
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I cannot do this,
cutting my thumb, to build the broken
heart. A succinct story sits in the sun.
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