Satish Verma Poems

Life gives you a sudden shock,
with ugly scars of mutilated truth.
Arriving becomes a failure,
a tilted faith.
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Loneliness of non-being and,
reality, fill up the vessel.
I search for the eloquence while,
emptiness will be my forte.
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Forgetting the ultimate name
of clean truth
the essence of time latched on to the dangerous arguments.
Something went wrong.
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A cyan globe
rolling in the black sky.
I was visualizing
an earthset
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Shadows were talking,
we arrived nowhere.
Text was smaller than life.
Millennium hung on our eyes,
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Beyond the self,
is the freedom, unchained dawn,
I am in a crowd of voices.
Lifted by songs,
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The cult
catches you
like a black hole.
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Beyond the thoughts,
nothing I mourned,
nameless death was writing its diktat.
The dirty epithets were accepted for collage.
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The enlightment drops words, things
I am at peace with the light,
the sand, the river.
The thought of non-being is subtle,
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A saddened rain dropp
strikes me at the face.
When town is burning,
its dignity confronts me with force.
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