Satish Verma Poems

A sinking feeling
straddles moon and sun to
remove the kitchen's smoke.
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O Irish, you were beyond
the pain. Why were you blind?
Put a smile. I will kiss you again.
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Was it the duplicity?
You pave the temple path with rosy thorns.
Bur deity waits for the devotees.
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So you come incognito
into my dream in proxy, I cannot believe.You
will play with me but not surrender.
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There was one soul.
Half and half in two bodies. When you
mingle with my love, you become my poem.
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This road hurts now.
Going to the god of your temple.
You will not repeat the prayer.
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How you make the money in a
house of mirrors? Negativity becomes truth.
I am scraping my name from board.
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Collecting the cinders
to make a fist of conscience.My
questions burn, remain unanswered.
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The crescent moon gives
a smile. Nothing else was left to share.
A coma, a full stop?
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Looking at any reptile
you die number of times without a bite.
I am tired of locking your griefs.
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