Satish Verma Poems

Though inaudible, I will
hear you― clear and distinct,
offering to be understood.
Destigmatizing the ghost of truth
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You always said, violence
was in you. Everything was dying
around.
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Like a snake girl,
the black tresses trailing
behind the heels.
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Be what you are.
As night falls,
I start moon spotting
standing starkly against the pain.
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Advent of strange
sign on forehead was asking
for the laughing eye.
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I was a poem
reinventing the estranged
diaspora of words.
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Forever the rituals
of hate and love continue.
The sun survives the feet.
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I would be riding
your stumps― to
byzantine castle
of ardor.
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Calling back, the snatcher.
After the outrage,
Eros was on run.
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When jasmines sway,
a fling of scented air strikes your
face.The hymn to bouquet failed.
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