Creator's Dilemma

You had lost yourself.
It will need some courage to kill
the future, first moon.

*

The theater seals the fate
of brave and fragile to sail
to the home for exiled.

*

It takes your whole
life to clear the cobwebs of hate
from the closed eyes.

Satish Verma

Between Real And Unreal

Adopt mannequins,
like aliens in frozen state―
for whispered crime.

*

Howling encircles
a saint in meditation. Where
did you hide your muse?

*

I will ask Rilke to
come back and to write new note
messaging to god.

Satish Verma

The Prophet

A brief encounter with
an octopus, climbing in the
bed, to wrap around―

*

a brown rock. A strange―
allegory for a fallen king.
An alien of far world?

*

There was no sound.
The message moves through the covers
to open a third eye.

Satish Verma

Sounds Of Silence

In my weakness to
live to the edge of no return,
tears will make a shrine.

*

Uncensored my
poem will speak for the restrain of
underscored facts.

*

Punctuations give
you pause, before you enter
the tender skin.

Satish Verma

Philosophy Of Love

Looks like ordinary
eyes. You break me again when
blue lake dries up.

*

A flyover runs fast
to catch the man in haste, going
for a pilgrimage.

*

Account must be cleared
before you sell future into
the penniless fakir.

Satish Verma

An Awareness

You wanted to vend
the dignity of pain, crazed
by moon. Stars won't tell truth.


*

What was your religion.
I ask the ocean of grief. You
will talk of man's fall.

*

Faith flickers like candle
in wind. One day I collect
some footprints of light.

Satish Verma

I Will Embrace

What happened in
ritual abetment, you will
never know in dark.

*

One has to severe
off one's head to see clearly
the object of suicide.

*

The calligraphy on wall
gives a romantic relationship
between life and death.

Satish Verma

Questions Won't End

First lilacs and now
morning glory, remind me of
your opening eyes.

*

Where blue birds have
gone, wrecking glorious nest
in search of lightning?

*

Mirage was beautiful.
You were taking a bath by
moonlight in the lake.

Satish Verma

Strange Legacy

A landless moment
in a bizarre dream at night.
You run without toes.

*

Wrath of innocence,
doesn't want to hear thunderstorm
hiding behind tears.

*

This was your red face.
The shadow trembling in eyes
between voiceless words.

Satish Verma

Way Back

You had made a hole
in intriguing wall, of chaste
value, of wrong surrender.

*

The thieves will come back
to pick up the loose threads
for wearing tapestry.

*

The beautiful song
always ends into oblique
reference to gender.

Satish Verma

Baby Steps

Time may defeat time
when you start moving in dark
tunnel against the light.

*

Before you change your
mind, you got me trapped to
sing night after night.

*

At sun's untimely
death, the stake burns nervously.
You were not in sight.

Satish Verma

Smokeless Incense

Sometime in wordless
prayer, a moon was trapped,
Eerily the neck breaks.

*

Everyday you were
moving away like sun from
all my being exiled.

*

You don't say goodbye.
Seared, I will hear the hissing
sound of blue flames.

Satish Verma

Fear And Love

Way beyond I will
come, to accept a farewell
invite, being mortal.

*

To honor god we love
fire, like molten lava shooting
out from earth's mouth.

*

Tiny drops of frozen
tears on check. The bruised time
bribes all corrupts.

Satish Verma

Painless Green

The flame eaters will
follow you. You want to bring
back inquisition.

*

Ashes in hand, and
your pride, you climb in dark.
I would meet satans.

*

The fish smells the man.
What was honesty? Dead pan― he
wants to return to sea.

Satish Verma

Bold Sentences

The migratory ache,
one day for you, one day for
me, or lunar storm.

*

The realm takes shape
of impossible metaphysics,
I shall leave your arm.

*

I want to become
what I was in wind, water
and flame. Hold my words.

Satish Verma

Being In God

Skin-hot, I will bake
my words to impress your unique
martyrdom― sans blood drops.

*

The apple on tree laughs.
It is not going to fall down―
in this Omniverse.

*

You conceive a
baby god in your mind to know
the eternal truths.

Satish Verma

A Squall Roars

I don't want to take
my words bad. Where do I keep
them in burning house?

*

It simmers, the sandy path
to bury you alive in hot truths.
No end of beginning.

*

Who does fall, which
has no height? Moonlight spreads
on hot lava of tears.

Satish Verma

Beseechingly

Do not live like dead.
The minarets were trembling
without a dust storm.

*

Will the man change one day?
Your fair skin turns brown in sun
after burning the book.

*

Stars move sometimes
to understand the weird landscape
of the squirming earth.

Satish Verma

All By Myself

Leaving a trail for
the game of kill in watery eyes
for sane surrender.

*

That was a fake turn,
when you slipped from the edge
of enduring pain.

*

Like first raindrops,
I was going to wet your brows
to write my hurt poem.

Satish Verma

Hiding Truth

In inner conflict,
wearing snakeskin, to make
a very sacred kill.

*

What a sinful dream,
in moonless night, when rain stops.
I will find you then.

*

Don't follow the stars.
They will mesmerize you to
love the beautiful lies.

Satish Verma

I Wanted You

In deep pit of thoughts,
where even light does not reach.
Step by step I will drown.

*

You shall never hate
viola, blue recluse in storm,
even once for grief.

*

Speaking without words
you reach my ears with quotes.
I am erasing mu ego.

Satish Verma

Paying Obeisance

In a wink, the moon
leaps for a journey to self.
I will severe my thumb.

*

To smear on your bright
forehead. Oh god your crisp
wisdom has failed.

*

The community of words
becomes dirty. The beauty gone lost,
nobody wears a mask.

Satish Verma

In Solitude

In every moment
my weakness will hang. Who wants to
become a prophet.

*

Come in my vision
to pine for the eternal bliss
of waning pink moon.

*

Can you walk with wind?
In summer night to talk with
humming fireflies?

Satish Verma

Allusive Pain

Blood has one color.
No face. Was always virgin.
Has no other name.

*

I cannot find any
nativity of violence in
breaking novice heart.

*

You in disarray,
will not find the path of
death's spin. Truth will pay.

Satish Verma

How Far We Are

Poisoned to live
like a corpse flower, on the
singed, black earth.

*

The gratitude was
scarce. Can't see your image in
undulating water.

*

With grey ashes spewn,
you invoke the blind hunter
to heal the blue toes.

Satish Verma

Rising Dilemma

Lakeviewing was a
silent affair between two.
One of us will drown.

*

How will you care for
me, if you were allowed―
to die in rapture?

*

The boatman failed
to sight the land. A fireball
descends to knife sea.

Satish Verma

Illicit Games

Will you cheat me one
day by your sinful hands, I
ask the city in bloom?

*

You can call full moon
after amputating my legs,
so that I don't run.

*

It was not tragic
ending, when we pretend to
find a pink tiger.

Satish Verma

Something Unheard

Testing the wind of
erotics on moons. I was
still stitching my wounds.

*

The strange longings,
surge towards waning ego
to grab intimate.

*

The mentor grieves
after the parting of pink lips.
Words would never come.

Satish Verma

Curved Daggers

Hugging a tempest
after forgiving the sun,
that went to burn moon.

*

I scramble on the bridge
to watch the flow of blue bones,
from one smile to other.

*

The panther returns
home to turn human again.
There was no blood name.

Satish Verma

Your Silver Brooch

Listening to a grief,
I look at your lips, where
the words sit trembling.

*

Teach me to commit
a sin in return for gifts.
Land wouldn't divide sea.

*

Thirst meets the desert
at the edge of night, where
sun was arrested.

Satish Verma

Without Elegy

In low spirits, moon
fiddles with dark clouds, sometimes
walks away moodily.

*

Fear follows you in
sun-bathed field, like a ghost,
where marigold lives.

*

Death doesn't recognize
the angel wounded in grass
by peacock's feather.

Satish Verma

Not Seeing Together

Will not sleep tonight.
Someone may do hara-kiri,
by the waning moon.

*

Awareness may
kiss the sun to open the
eyes of blind soul.

*

An innocent― yes
hurts, to accept the verdict
of apocalypse.

Satish Verma

Crisscrossing

Impaired listening.
Maybe you don't want to hear
the distant drums.


*

You try to quit the
rank of decapitated,
for sake of scapegoat.

*

You would never talk,
witnessing silent wave of
suicidal era.

Satish Verma

Disquietingly

A thirst for seeing―
you again in sleep, dreaming
of sacred altar.

*

Making sacrifice
of all your proceeds of pen
and burn black roses.

*

Dazzled, the life was
jealous of you, walking among
jewels of fallen.

Satish Verma

Amphibians

Sometimes you want
to drink monkshood, dust to dust―
ashes to ashes.

*

Creditability in half-moon
fails. There was fierce battle
for new algorithm.

*

I wanted to know,
who you are in the jungle
of beautiful newts.

Satish Verma

Silent Dreams

Condemned to look
at the moon without blinking.
You cannot cry once.

*

Never wanted to
become a stranger, sucked in
by the weeping cherry.

*

The face-lift won't work.
Wrinkles were very deep on
heart. Start a melody.

Satish Verma

Primal Recitation

You failed yourself,
when I was done with the depth
of the sea for truth.

*

You were not being in―
hurricane, when doorkeeper slept,
without any bearing.

*

The life betrays to
everyone. You stand erect
when the blue rains come.

Satish Verma

Let Me Go

You walk in flames,
to reach the moon, biting lips.
I would love the win.

*

The wolf night starts
howling, till the coming of
the dawn's ceremony.

*

You stand at the brink
of hurts, when you feel a guilt
layer by layer.

Satish Verma

Parentheses Fails

There was nothing to
do, except moon gazing, by
us, shades apart.

*

The words drink tears
and dreams had a satanic touch.
Curse within a curse.

*

The sands of time slip.
Past inspires the present,
of unholy future.

Satish Verma

Boundaries

The city breaks me,
when you try to bury memory
in the feral woods.

*

Pains shall not buy
the tears as an evidence
of endless slaying.

*

There was no time
to halt between life and death.
Someone pulls the string.

Satish Verma

Feeling The Terror

You want more charity
from poor, collecting moon seeds
to brighten black walls.

*

My eyes become
lakes, you would walk in moon, when
monologue ends.

*

Why dip your fingers
in blood of sacred book
and drawing two wings?

Satish Verma

Between You And Me

Who goes haywire?
You make me to break again,
I break you to make.

*

Latch on to a poem
and you become yourself a
warm heartfelt song.

*

The saddened thought
was a omniscient truth,
between you and me.

Satish Verma

Black Ecstasy

From the other you
comes a rapture of flame,
with blueberries.

*

The depth was in the
smoke, arising from burning
nest of nightingale.

*

At surface we meet,
divide the moments of lilies,
and then fly away.

Satish Verma

Shall We Bifurcate...?

The power of the
face of a diamond, sedates
the unknown. You smile.

*

The spoken word had
no relevance. You wanted
the writing on lips.

*

How far you can swim
in the shallow water when
alligator dies?

Satish Verma

Godly Interest

To recall a memory
at sundown will be painful.
Moon doesn't agree.

*

I assemble the words,
to tell the truth of blood―
on your trembling hands.

*

What was invisible,
would be known to unknown.
You remain silent.

Satish Verma

Small Things

Moon sleepwalks,
crashes head on the palms.
Hurls silver coins.


*

To respect you, I
will meet you here and there.
Will that do in dark?

*

Looking out at the
twilight, I would think of you,
in time, space and void.

Satish Verma

New Bidding

Your calculus goes
wrong. Stones are melting
in cool moonlight.

*

Nightingales are
exiled, at the pretext of
saving the sanity.

*

In ending, I will
begin my journey to find
the eternity.

Satish Verma

Take The Hemlock

A nagging pain,
speaks wordlessly in the ears
of moon for a kiss.

*

Old-time will not
come back to pick again
peacock's tail eyes.

*

What was nothingness
if you get the exile
in the hands of deity?

Satish Verma

Loneliness

In valley of moons
I stood alone to search you,
when daggers came out.

*

All night in garden
I was following a lost moon
between dozing palms.

*

Will you wake me up
after the chilling encounter
with a screaming poem?

Satish Verma

My Respects

The lovesick moon
falls into my lap, for the
earth's last journey.

*

Where the tears drop,
the marigolds would come
out to pay homage.

*

Murmurs were rising
I had buried the cleaver
of the bleeding man.

Satish Verma

Wordless Pains

Like a wound-bleed,
the glacier falls in lonely
sea. A river ages inside you,
collapsing in despairing loss.

It was not true, that
you live an impossible life.
On water you may not
leave the footprints.

Beyond human tragedy,
a knife falls on the gospels.
Stunned at the edge
of tears, I tremble.

Adieu to Arcadia.
Dust demands the price for
red clover. A dark cloud envelops
the kind hills holding
the sun.

It casts a spell.
A rock licks the moon.

Satish Verma

Charting Your Destiny

In solemn consciousness,
I wanted to know, why
the shroud was white―
after the abandonment?

Peace or was it a surrender?
Is it the passive victory?
Are we betraying ourselves
in the reign of violence?

Reviving the cult of
collective suicides, I will
take more sins, wearing
the feather-crown.

Going for a black
hole from abattoir, still
dazed, I am leaving all
the question marks on your chest.

Do you know how
to tell the doomed fall?

Satish Verma

Profundity

If time moves,
the spark will remain live
in space between the eyes.

You were a concept
what didn't fit for you.

We say it casually―
the ghostly pouncer
was a blight.

How the appetite to live
gracefully was, becoming stronger?
But the eye contact was waning.

You look back at
your footprints. Where they
had taken a wrong turn?

The triangle refuse
to play chess. Nobody was
taller than dice.

Inch by inch I
followed you, when I
grabbed at you it was a cloud.

Satish Verma

Eyes Become Stones

When you become
a question, I had
no answer.

Lingering in secret
alleys, I turn to
fragile defence.
And a bird is shot down.

There was no time
to hold the time of arrived, for you
to come late to join
the festival of home coming.

You were me, once
upon a time. No I don't change
the game, when the gun
was pointed at me.

There will ne war
In death, you will ultimately
become deathless.

Satish Verma

Transcendencing

After the storm
we should stop putting
up the price for the
kiss of death.

A Titan falls.
A prince fails.
The princess weeps.

Don't mend the vase.
Dismembered, the rose has left.
The stones get the peace.

Take off the mask,
I will read the elements
bit by bit.

Have enough. You
will be thirsty in desert of
moonrise. Sands take revenge.

Dandelions search.
There was no love-shift.
It is the nature.

Satish Verma

Eye Lakes

For a believer, it
was impossible to fill
in the blanks. We were
the rarest pygmies.

Afraid of each other,
trying to demolish, the windows.
We scramble for awords.
We remain unstable.

Don't move, don't
touch me with your sacred
hands. I break down when
I kill my poems.

I shall wash my
hands again and again.
The stigmas won't go
in icy moonlight.

Water grieves for
the moon, it will not get
the honeydew.

Satish Verma