Take Me Calmly

Brutal poem. But you
want to touch it. It severes off your thumb.
You climb the rainbow to see a nude.

Will it go beyond the
kisses of a cobra? Walk slowly in peace.
The panthers wait for the fall.

This is April Fugitive
trees have started unloading. The
forest goes in flames. I am counting rocks.

Satish Verma

Is This Futurism?

Looks like an unreal love.
Why someone hangs from an Indian lilac
tree. Leaves were very bitter to chew.

You want to pull me down.
I will not eat mangoes. TS Eliot was
ignited to write 'The Waste Land'.

Like a vampire wants to
know, who were half-kissed faces,
ready to be punished by charisma.

Satish Verma

Someone Falls In The Feet

A place of glass eyes.
Fire in fire, flames on flames. The
question arises. An ocean will help?

Sometimes you come braless.
O moon you take a bath in the eyes
of innovated love.

The vespa, it stings badly.
Will you say something. O my beautiful
eyes, why only one eye weeps?

Satish Verma

A Game Within A Game

What a folly. You want
to live in the womb again. There was
one soul and two bodies.

Words tend to die in the large
grind. Only dried tears were left on the
rocks. A name was erased slowly.

O god out of the ash comes
out the sacred necklace. All night
I was remembering a name of fabric.

Satish Verma

Who Wants to be Ultimate!

You think the sun is dying.
I am going deep in the ocean.
Eventually the moon ambushes Venus.

It was a grim situation.
The crooked fingers of an old man start
writing an epic. God will not take rebirth.

Where the love will go?
It was enough. In the crowd, I am not going
to raise my hand, to die first.

Satish Verma

Holy Vision

My god hurts me one day.
Divides the roses in half. Bodiless you come
in to kiss and leave the chapped lips.

Mercy for whom? The
wounds of love makes me search to trap
the honeybees like the stolen gem.

You give me your limbs
to walk on the paper and find a saviour
who always follows you in dark.

Satish Verma

Conversations

Were you contributors
in my crucifixion? Glow worm was
not throwing light. Only a pyre was in flames.

The grass was smoking
without fire. I trembled for the
sake of wood. Nobody was collecting ash.

Who left the scars on your
body, when you were taking bath
in the milk of the bright moon?

Satish Verma

Dying Is Easy

An aubade, I will not be
able to sing. Have you got a
Midas touch? I ask my love.

Trying to become whole.
Will you keep me in your heart?
When identity fails you become human.

Searching for common traits
in us, when the country suffers,
Why did we find deep pains?

Satish Verma

When Agni Licks

You try to get back at me
by placing the ultimate truth in the
crucible to sit on the flame.

I want to become confessional,
accepting my fall to behave like
half-human breaking the oath.

You want to prove that
everything is black. All the tragedies
are meant for me. I decode god - as rejected...

Satish Verma

The Virgin Blood

Not an idiom. It was
a conversation with self. You cannot
turn your eyes away from black moon.

Truth remains impersonal
Can you fight with your alienation?
Were you ready to discover love's pain?

The death of a bo tree
reminds you Buddha? Why not a genius
is born now? Will you destroy yourself?

Satish Verma

The Stones Are Coming

A bitch drags you
to smell the identity of Neanderthal.
How will you define the small human?

Now as I am hurt
I collect my poems from nostalgia.
The olive has the magic. This is not true.

I have to win at any
cost. Will you die for a lie? There
was no afterword after the kill.

Satish Verma

Talking To Adonis

What did I ask you,
O celibate? I am already divided
equal to half- self, at par with the half-humanoid.

You live in my eyes to navigate
for me, without any destination. From tongue to
tongue, we exchanged our saliva.

The vitreous lips were full
of blood, left the bold imprints on the
every page of the turbulent life.

Satish Verma

There Was No Protocol

Half -minded. It was raining
red. The vampire was getting ready.
My home was burning.

Disinvesting my love. The
road in my heart goes to the river. The
slender moon is sad. Negotiation drops

I am dragging a broken
pillar. Your body becomes bone china.
I clan write the murder dates.

Satish Verma

Who was unseen?

Telling not, was safe
like the trans, was polarizing the
eyes. The ingenuity betrays.

I start trembling in
the unchanged heart. I want the proximity
of the flame. Let some light burn.

Who impacts the moon?
I prepare myself for a violent break.
And again start moving away from myself.

Satish Verma

Dark Skinned Love

Winter will not go.
Yes it was my vengeance. Will wear the
ochre color. Look- where I have come.

Will you ever dance in
a triangle? The wisdom kills. How far
was the center? Lots of smoke.

Peel of the tangerine.
I want to see how much the moon bleeds.
Small words scream. Winter will not go.

Satish Verma

My Metaphysics

Between the hawk and dove
flesh was the main truth from the
severed neck. Do you believe in violence?

Everything is becoming
unreal. Where the sense lives? I have
nothing to say with bizarre looks.

You were always a mystery.
I climb daily like Sisyphus to slip
back. Would I stop one day?

Satish Verma

The Magnetism

It takes one to kill the
lovebird. The herd community applauds.
History will not repeat.

You were elusive and
mystic. Bone to bone walking. Blood meets
within. Inside the chaos screams.

The spark should not go.
A bohemian vows to distill the truth
from the eyes of super-ego.

Satish Verma

Wounds Of Life

Phenomenal.
Not spiritual. The birth of a new god.
But fetishism starts.

Do not meet me behind
the moon. Look somebody follows me in
dark.The baby screams.

Where the truth has
gone? Words would not tell. The barren
mind wants to know, why to bleed?

Satish Verma

Fear And Truth

Something was rotten.
What do you want to prove? One day
you will see my sorrow in the sky.

A child lives in me of old
age. Speaks of unborn earth. One by one,
everyone winters. Only bones laugh

Where is the point of no
return? Can you reverse the aftermath
of holocaust? I even cannot cry.

Satish Verma

Read Me

You want to talk.The
clock is ticking. Like a shaman I want
to know you, alternating my consciousness.

United vocabulary trembles.
I occupy your heart. It is a noiseless
music. You cannot hear but feel.

Your presence in the empty room
I know. It is agony, shakes the curtains.
Something goes, something comes.

Satish Verma

Aggrandizement

It was the first elegy,
when the earth was dying slowly.
I thought I should be living.

The rocks want to bleed.
My mind becomes still in my loneliness.
You wanted a happy marriage with the death.

At this moment give me
a kiss of viper. I choose my absolute
to watch without seeing.

Satish Verma

Flawless Genocide

After being cheated, I
am learning again. Can we meet beyond
the earth? Certain things are disappearing.

On the forsaken, dark
street. Moon was walking gingerly
to talk to sleeping lovers.

Hold the ground, liberating
the honeybees. Murderous hornets
are coming to decapitate the religious faith.

Satish Verma

To See Through the Dark

Tender thorns, but
turbulent sea inside. Why are you
holding the ancient water in your eyes?

You are trapped below
my beats but I am escaping into space.
Yet you dare to kiss me on rock.

This was divine. You
always lived in my breast. The ripped silence
becomes vocal. Where does this road go?

Satish Verma

Where Was My Pain, My Pain

I had no answers
after torching the gothic memoriam.
Why did you lose without a gain?

O passion love, would
you repeat the Wuthering heights?
Post the tragedy will you pick my poems?

You want to swallow the moon,
against the sun. A strange explosion
rips the dream of marrying death.

Satish Verma

Unmasked Tulips

In your blood are you
comfortable? I will give you myself
whole. Can you call me Buddha?

Want to take away my
blackness without any confession. Your
tongue had become blue, hinged.

Why disquieting under
the water. It is not the shipwreck. We
are swimming to find the depth of love.

Satish Verma

No Casabianca

The otherness of uncertainty is
excruciating. Why you want to be certain,
what laughing hyenas eat?

The legacy keeps a watch
on wounds. Anonymously I want to say
a miracle, the night will dance.

Yes it is true. In an
aquarium the golden fish eats the
dying fish, like man eats the man.

Satish Verma

Are You in Frenzy?

First unlock my pain.
Healing must start after killing
yourself. It was drizzling love.

Your face had the lips-
mark of death. The wrinkles want to
say something. Not high morale.

Not much courage to slit
the dark to let in the sun. Want to
listen to the voice of earth again.

Satish Verma