30 November, 2022

Monoliths

Moon hangs from
your eyes in black dreams.
Wolves run into the woods.

The human touch was
waning. I will follow the arc of
pain. Man becomes fish.

After the drill I ask to
dismantle all man made palaces.
It is time to worship rocks.

Satish Verma

29 November, 2022

Got Little

Now my needs are few.
I think in my mother tongue, that I will
give my broken body a torn note.

In my loneliness I call truth.
Where lies the shrine of an immortal?
After all, death was taking revenge.

On white paper I want
to write the history of demolition of the truth,
so that the sun behaves like a slave.

Satish Verma

28 November, 2022

No other One

I will die with dignity.
Beauty, you cut me crisply. I
stand on the bank. Shiner swims.

Pinned to flowers like
butterflies for colorful unearthing, when
you are never too old to kill.

I was hit in the garden.
My roses bleed. The moon, my
lover, hesitates to open wounds.

Satish Verma

27 November, 2022

Poems were Taken Away

The Zen wants to confront
my invisible presence, breaking my
self-restraint. I meet my death daily.

Let not existential fear
tear your confidence. After all the
god sleeps in every house.

What do I want to see?
Muffled cry seeks the body of pain
with immense inner rapture.

Satish Verma

26 November, 2022

Irretrievable

You make me lighten.
I am going back to the woods.
Life has beaten me in absence.

My eyes belonged to you.
Night descends slowly to check
my life in my poems.

An accident of the lips.
I salute the crystals of no love.
At last I breathe poison.

Satish Verma

25 November, 2022

Rainbow Poems in Pain

Doing nothing, arranging the
spellings. Why pronouns would chase
the nouns? Will you call the god with a pronoun?

You want to drown the
witches of meanings. Lift the clouds.
An angel will draw a moon.

An apparition like a supernova.
Explodes. You want to drown the words
in your tears falling from your poems.

Satish Verma

24 November, 2022

Breath to Breath

You are; but one is
also agonized there. I swear the eyes
of love, not to break the knot.

You live in a baby that has
grown into a temple. It is not a lie.
People come to see the stones.

You cannot swim. I look
at you. Your smile was mortal. I will
swallow water to meet you.

Satish Verma

23 November, 2022

When Life Sucks

You want to change the
world after taking sleeping pills.
I was missing the keys.

I will keep on the peacock
feathers to forget the dragon's blood.
You were reluctant to prove yourself.

Collect the bright moongrass
and hawthorn berries. When you
laugh they pour like jasmine flowers.

Satish Verma

22 November, 2022

Hairy Bites

Spell out your mythology.
Someone becomes a myth in your
eyes. The stairway to heart.

In extreme fear you forget
yourself and only stars are visible.
Let it be your destiny.

Not a Greek tragedy. I want
to reconstruct your mansion where
only giant tarantulas exist.

Satish Verma

21 November, 2022

This is Amazing Land

When your agony soars
high, will you take away the brains
of weird people? The rift will decide?

Give me more light.
I have to find a stingray and dried
up river. Whom you will save?

Coming out of the cave,
does it make a difference, when you
walk barefoot on a transparent frozen lake?

Satish Verma

20 November, 2022

Gloved Stings

I am your dying earth.
For salvation I bow my head
to get an implicit hit.

My love is broken.
Night dancers are ready for an incredible
shake. Someone cuts my voice.

Arrival of redemption was
delayed. Nobody wants to live again.
The tomb shuts the door.

Satish Verma

19 November, 2022

Why Truthfulness?

I have lot of grievances
after the denial of death. I will not fight
when the mode of becoming an apostle.

Between resistance and
surrender, the centuries would stand
with me. The age will not bend.

Palaces of history
are crumbling. A common pain of
the blood moon makes the darkness pure.

Satish Verma

18 November, 2022

Who was Mesmerized?

The prize to know you was
unbelievable, when light shines the
beauty of deep waters in your eyes.

The snake creeps on ice,
like time moves on thorns. Being history
of conversation of clouds.

You hear the hiss of
black tongues to frighten the face of
love, that rises like the moon?

Satish Verma

17 November, 2022

My Legendary Affair

The young virgin has
captured the unicorn. MY psycho journey
begins to dissect the past.

Purity and love exist after
the sunset. I wait for you. Your body
would be shamed by the moon.

We will make a better
world in impetuosity. Are you ready
to drop your heart for a sage?

Satish Verma

15 November, 2022

God's Distances

Wearing the mask you
breathe into medieval thinking,
watched by sky-eye.

I was perplexed to
see the exotic revenge by the unknown
to dig out the earth's core.

What do you think?
Will we live till the moon melts
to imprint your face.

Satish Verma

14 November, 2022

To Whom I Tell

It flowers the banality
from the flesh. The blood ripens.
It was love and it was not.

The intimacy was complete
between the sun and moon. My thumbs
were taken away scarring the spirit.

A massive growth of
asylums would help. Peace was set on fire.
I look at the dark clouds.

Satish Verma

13 November, 2022

Notch But Me

Sitting on cloud nine,
if I close my eyes, will you
make a deal of love ?

A facsimile of killing
the words appears ,You write
songs to explore the truths.

I will not bring down
my world, if I burn my winnings
to stop the climbing thieves.

Satish Verma

12 November, 2022

Nothing Will Change

Too personal. Rose
garden. Caged in the eyes of atrocity.
If I have a question, you have an answer.

Between wilting and a
kiss, I will choose death. You become
a bit of a sleeping philosopher.

Words will not kill.
A dream becomes a medusa. You
can start reading on the wall.

Satish Verma

11 November, 2022

Notch But Me

Sitting on cloud nine,
if I close my eyes, will you
make a deal of love ?

A facsimile of killing
the words appears ,You write
songs to explore the truths.

I will not bring down
my world, if I burn my winnings
to stop the climbing thieves.

All Night Pain

You stand before the wall
to cross the tercets of insanity.
Laughter wakes up the tears.

Touching once melts green
age. The wolves start howling.
A step-star bears no grudge.

Full stops are increasing in
numbers. Small snakey words won't
bring the golden peace on the planet.

Satish Verma

10 November, 2022

I Will Think Again

You are my sea god.
And I want to sink today. Yerba Santa.
My memory is coming again.

The mysticism drops.
Suffering repeats every day.
Truth walks uncovered in bright sun.

Impasse, you were the
first human to undress before the
lion to become a Proteus.

Satish Verma

09 November, 2022

In Furnace

Like the nature of the herd,
I hold a burning candle as in belief
to create an ebony god.

The whistle blower beats
the drum and then commits suicide
by swallowing hemlock.

Socrates? Can we call him
to ignite the sparks in young songs
for the pain of a burning planet.

Satish Verma

08 November, 2022

Bones Quiver Again

Do not give me anything.
I remember Kabir. You have to
knit the love and hate.

Untold, I will speak again.
The strawberry moon becomes Orpheus.
And I start searching superhuman.

You must choose your
hard days. Life has been incomplete.
Love tends to crawl towards me.

Satish Verma

07 November, 2022

Taking Liberty

I want to suffer to get
a taste of your unpredictability.
I flung myself on thorns.

Not virtual. It was a dream.
Do I like you in absentia ? O god
how many times you weep?

We drink from the eyes.
We hugged and kissed a tiger for
a reason. It was a ritual.

Satish Verma

06 November, 2022

In Valley of Thorns

In this moment of
strife, I am broken inside.
Why do we kill each other?

From antiquity
man has miserably failed. Almighty
remained a beautiful name.

The traveller was taken
to a prison. Jailor will come into
dispute in fading script.

Satish Verma

05 November, 2022

Among Foxes and Wolves

Eradication. You
never gave up. Who wants to go
behind the mirror unseen?

Earth will not save you.
You climb without a staircase. A
thrown knife shuts up. Vision was poor.

Tattoos are very cheap.
Cauldron boils. Every word sits on
the simmering milk. Cows watch silently.

Satish Verma

04 November, 2022

Without Shelters

Ahead of pain, certain
things are not to be printed on
the bronzed body of a ghost.

When you walk around
a bonfire, fireflies will come out
to make a garland.

I forget to script the rise
of a volcano in the chest of a
wandering truth.

Satish Verma

03 November, 2022

Where was the Time?

The phobia of an
effigy won't flinch any predatory,
like a secret of black hole.

Contemporary heart
always deals with sufferings. In charity
you are giving away all your melting wares.

From one funeral to
another puddles come between.
I want to go counting the years.

Satish Verma

02 November, 2022

Life at Stake

You don't know, something was
left behind to say a lot. My poems
will not reach any end,

Do not come down from
your golden stand. Life will ask many
strange questions at one go.

The vampires will wait.
You will not throw your bones.
It was a dream to kill, to kill.

Satish Verma

01 November, 2022

Relationship

A fear always lurks. What
were the consensual sins? Alchemy
has failed. Mouth opens for bread.

In memory of you,
life does not remain mine. Scars turn
green. Moon bleeds for one moment of love.

Bitterness has taken
away the joy of resistance for
not needing any protection of shrines.

Satish Verma