Satish Verma Poems

Movement spurts the truth-
an endless journey.
The constant search for beliefs creates confusion.
Craving and wanting
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Outside me was a howling light
tracing a path.
Ending the struggle
of abstract thoughts.
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I do not display, but am.
Where the heart lies.
In truth. I try to discover the centre
of sorrow and bliss.
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It was there all the time
the core fear, my inadequacy.
Tonight I will let go off the fire
and become a non-moving time.
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He did not depart
or reached anywhere,
and did not realize himself.
When words could not find the meaning,
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Looking beyond the window
I always wanted to shut my eyes.
No sky could hold my head.
I did’t want to see the innocent smiles
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For the sake of lake, I climbed
on the weeping hills
to see the other side of moon.
The precipice of hunger weighs heavily
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He, making his own cast. You knew it.
Unique mystique of transparency.
You could not touch him.
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Dying daily in eternity
for it to be,
a tear dropp held all the pain of life.
You were lost in words,
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This world was too much.
in him.
Sometimes he wanted
to go insane.
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