Satish Verma Poems

You were shrinking
like microcephaly,
the mankind's evolution
in expanding universe.
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Was it kosher to wake
up a sleeping poem, when
someone has burned the book?
A rite of passage
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Like today.
I walk myself, in my footprints
tasting grassiness
sending the runners,
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A mystical dialogue
in swirls-
to drown you.
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The cells,
climb the fame,
unperceived.
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The shadows sit,
under the words, to torture,
to bring,
perse memories.
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Are you there to listen
my voice,
in the wilderness of violence
and other atrocities?
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Don't print on the body
a pattern, grayesh red.
Damask rose?
The cilia will propel you
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It had touched, the wind
of sky.

The viola goes―
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My unique offer:
I want to embrace your
downtrodden faith.
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