Satish Verma Poems

In situ,
a pod holds a promise,
in the wake of a terrorist bomb.
Peace,
...

there was a tree rose
piercing me and killing me, I thought
it was cheating on me after the sunset
when moon was walking alone
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talking of fire and passion
watch a scented pistil
guiding the asteroids, did you
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It slides stealthily in you, the fear
shifting the blame, stoking to run. He said
the wolves are coming. I heard a wailing
sound across the black wall,
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Overnight I have turned
grey, stuck on the threshold
of a song
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What was that inside you
which was not ready to accept
the compound folly of a man?
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Distance was increasing
in spewing rage.
I yearned for a solitude of desert
sand and rocks
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That is how I injured myself
desiring the right thing,
extracting the reason from charity.
I will now pluck off the rage, the silence,
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Nothing to look forward
I return my gifts today.
Completely denuded I will spread out in emptiness.
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Night was descending
on the tonsured heads,
terracotta robes,
clasping the palms, hiding the seeds
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