Satish Verma Poems

A stand-off between grass and moon
marginalized the perfume of night.
I was standing to read the graffiti
written by light and shade.
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Confessional truth
is not my aggressive ego,
it is my fault.
The resolution of my conflicts with time,
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The wheels find,
the track on my body,
why do I shiver & tremble?
The night gives me the depth,
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When I touched your pshyche,
my completeness wavered.
In the empty words
and hollow thoughts.
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The family evolved from
virtue to virtual image.
I wanted to exhume the body of truth.
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Must we go beyond
the black holes of burned books?
The flight from the edge of circles
leaves the dust behind.
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Joining the seams for the sake of probity
you opt for the wages of truth.
Staying hungry to read the cosmos,
connecting the meditation to love
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Pursuit of otherness died
with you, from sameness.
It was a blind chemistry.
The cancellation of consciousness
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This night of the long vigil
has betrayed my soul.
Columns of smoke arise
from the landscape of shrines.
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I will cross the twilight zone
to meet you in zero space
negating the fear.
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