Unlocking Grief

Standing in black water,
will you help yourself to think about
implosion in humanity?

This is a period of calm.
Homeless thoughts were very agitated.
A cyclone without an eye.

Nobody gives you a
safe anchor for future landfall
from a cooling sun in daylight.

Satish Verma

Why Immensity was Less?

I have read you. Your
panic. Wildfire of bleak, deciduous
fall. Genocide. When will be your last step?

Who was the ascendant?
Who hypnotized the fallen sun in the sea?
Pagans were increasing in ambit?

It was the wrong way, full
of snakes. Do you love the skin of the
king cobra? Coins were running after the people.

Why Immensity was Less?

The Unsung Poem

You talk of black light,
I am not sure of which sun
you refuse to touch.

In moonlight your
behaviour changes. The space
enlarges for wings.

The flight stalks the love.
Shy of becoming a fossil the blood
footprints will speak.

Satish Verma

A Room without a Window

Not a single word
counts, when disintegration starts.
The catastrophe of cadavers will stop.

I want to move away now.
The tattoo on the arms is not
able to get the mercy of a Satan.

You can fondle the moon
Bee hives, shut the doors and
Helianthus will open the big eyes.

Satish Verma

A Word from the Sky

Are we at the edge
of disappearing? Pink pain. No
voice still. I sell my soul to god.

The crisp toes, write
my name on the beach. I am not
going to sit on the flames.

The escape from the
prisms. No more love will proceed.
I will become a stranger to myself.

Satish Verma

Take an Acid Bath

Age was selling the
home. O god unravel my pains.
A limited hand drops the curtsey.

Carrying the bier of
past, keep the fear at bay. Lifelong
the love will ask the death to wait.

Why do you go for sale?
The richness of truth was not sufficient?
The uncertainty will teach you one day.

Satish Verma

No Stone Will Turn

If the time moves
in reverse, I must have loved
you when you were not born.

Who came first, me
or you? I will never know why
I had caught you on the moon.

This nerve-breaking
world will never tell. Will you
see me again in the next birth?

Satish Verma

Forgive None

In your agony, what you want
to make love with stars? Can you bring
down the flames rising without coals?

Deaf and dumb, but beautiful,
king cobra kills and swallows the junior
ones. Mob watches. There are two lives.

No tolerance was needed
to ripen the pain of sun. When the
ocean dries up, fireworks start.

Satish Verma

It was Fear

The twinkling heart
averts the magnetic field of charisma.
I don't want you to stop the pursuit.

A path of truth will
always wait for the pilgrim. In
dark he had lost his direction.

When daylight dims,
I want to know how the pain
of autumn will teach the human.

Satish Verma

To My Enemy

This was an acquisition,
What I am not, you are hostile and
revengeful. A honey badger will climb the colossus.

A red line was my bibliography.
The business continues in a dirty way.
Selling the truth in broad daylight.

The alliance tells the story.
Everyone becomes a god. You are throwing
water before the blaze starts.

Satish Verma

Standing in Place

The forbidden candle
burns alone in the swarm of
clouds. I read your eyes again.

I take off the sparks
to write a poem in black sky.
Why does the world revolve around love?

There was no trending.
It was auto-hurt to prove the fidelity
of the moon amidst the galaxy of sins.

Satish Verma

What is the Truthfulness?

The model of man
surges ahead, and the observers
become observed. A rapid downfall.

Of humanity? Hundreds
upon hundreds. Was it not a crime
to burn the tomb of the unknown?

The barrenness of the
compound of a temple fakes a departure
of god of nonsense to divert religion?

Satish Verma

Truth Has no Master

When you confessed
the first death in you, was it
unheard, unseen?

You make the violence
blue, talking to restless wasps.
Who will become the next yogi?

One should not go far.
Reaching the end, without
beginning like Praying mantis.

Satish Verma

No One was Outsider

Inserting love in the
heart of red stones. The iron door has
no heart. A mirror breaks in my eyes.

Truth was not right.
I bare my pen to spread the rare
blood from the eyes of the clay.

Hundreds of years remain
the same, though the script of stolen
heredity goes on changing.

Satish Verma

Amazing Victory

From ethics come silent
screams to reveal the innocent
suffering at the hands of cynic pains.

You take off the morality
of human faults, and prepare yourself
for martyrdom of no cause.

The trains move slowly
going nowhere carrying the bodies
of unknown disasters.

Satish Verma

Solve this Enigma

Forget the eternity.
Are you a man killer? Because
you take it casually, my bleeding heart.

Life is still whole. Existence
has a truth of creativity. Not today.
I was not born as I am.

When a crow commits
suicide-like man, are you surprized
in the war of lips? Do not complete the poem.

Satish Verma

Anger

I will say no more
ritualisation. Digging out moon to
win back the honor from sky.

Was it apocalyptic?
Or a trend of self-immolation syndrome?
I am going to sit for atonement.

Do not wait. Lop off
the sun of the destroyer. I will
live in the dark to realize the truth.

Satish Verma

From Grass to Grass

I cast my vote between the
lips and the inhuman. The study of tears
goes waste for a hundred answers.

I don't do what I want to
do for the sake of your vision. The storm
and outcry wait for the candle to go.

My love does not like
the hate of stars. They don't want
to shine, when the moon is very bright.

Satish Verma

Release Me

Occasionally small
things betray. Lurking in your eyes
a parallel pain becomes extinct.

Saliva turns into lava.
Your lips were dried like a river bed
searching for words to say goodbye.

Do you think separation was
real? Did we try to unmake the thread
of unbreakable handshake?

Satish Verma

Who will Never Die?

Bete- noire. Let's improve
the grammar. Words will never change.
Shoulder to shoulder the eternal pain jumps.

Can you invite a star
in the dark? The earthen lamps are
always trembling to throw bright light.

Can you swim in a poisoned
well, where are snakes and eels?
This was the spiritual bath after a black life.

Satish Verma

Life-Long Pain

Someone pours the oil
on candles. The vultures put on
white shoes. Looks intriguing.

Someone commits suicide.
I have stopped looking. Want to
write a poem in blood.

Let me slice my hand.
I want to know how much it hurts.
Can I make my home on your land?

Satish Verma

My Soft Voices

A skirmish starts at lashes
of sun, squeezing the gist of prudence.
You whisper a shloka.

The dead won't see from
open eyes. The wisdom swells, when
war begins between doors.

You smell like white
roses. The dream of slant eyes
will pass through the sins.

Satish Verma

Fantasy

Looking at the stars,
what you said? You wanted to take
me along with you to meet invisible?

Would I jump off the cliff?
Mangoes have ripened on trees.
Existing pain will kill the moon.

Would you give or take?
Willing to lose the bet for god sake?
Fingers crossed, we don't exist.

Satish Verma

Meet the Karma

We talk about the ruins
without a war. What was that prick,
that there was no love in eyes.

Albeit your passion was
unique intriguing. I will sigh my
last poems, if my pain disappears.

Who will condone the green
fire? How long will it burn to
make the ashes sit on my forehead.

Satish Verma

In Your Sadness

You want me to like the
silver stairs. To climb down in a deep
well to disperse the ashes of poems.

Far away loud voices
are giving me a call. Time was
very cruel. Will not stop the sun.

The wholeness is broken.
I collect the shards. Watch your
steps. Not barefoot I will bleed.

Satish Verma

There was a Sad Valley

The survival of your
skin was important. I have nothing
to say. As you are. Revolution will tell.

In my defeat, I have
won. No mercy, no help. All this is
not mine. I discovered an event.

Finding my muse, my melting
passion, a god. My regret haunts me.
People who were dead started speaking.

Satish Verma

Missing Links

Standing on green snow
for the human race, you bring a
message for billowing pride.

The liquid water collapses
in my hands. Flow of ink is weakening.
Everything looks black.

My soul mate always laughs.
Have you ever visited the sun. It
is always burning, but never dies.

Satish Verma

Before You Listen to Me

You dump the holocaust,
and become a critic, choking like
water hyacinth. We start cheating each other.

Isn't this done with the moon?
Was my life a test for your ruthless
glory? Why should humility suffer?

If a star strikes Neptune,
where will we meet to bring peace?
My ocean is burning without flames.

Satish Verma

Seeking Justice

It was a slaughter
phase. Moon was rising. The stingers
get ready and murder game starts.

I see in dream. A Viking
warrior is taking off the helmet. I ask
can you decimate an ant?

The greed bites off the
head of the coin king. I want to
bring the unhealed poems of love.

Satish Verma

Ambiguity

A young loved one picks
the lineage, and little words
collect the big big thoughts. Life sizzles.

Who was about to
expire? My thumb leaves an imprint.
It must be cruel, which should not be.

My faith deceives, like
a bird falls on the flames. Was it a
suicide? The wall breaks to exit the home.

Satish Verma

Deep Echoes

Your jasmines smile, when
you handover a bunch to me.
It makes you win my lips.

I do not know how
you turn roses pink, when
I hold your hand under the moon.

In an esoteric way, love
will make the words disappear.
The cage was always empty.

Satish Verma