You are the Key

The misery was in you,
as an element of energy to display
the dimorphism of erotica.

When I asked you to
stand, you stood, as a transcendent
for a rare empirical love.

Where was the big
field to kill the dancing mannequins?
It was a celestial game for the assassin.

Satish Verma

Wind's Song

Bringing the pen down
I won't chew the words, and carve them
on my chest. I Love you.

Life translates the pain
into black ink. It was a sulphur
spring. Hot gates of love were shut down.

Blood waves come and
go. I leave my footprints on the sands.
Here I meet my goddess, who will swipe them.

Satish Verma

Killing Wolves

I have emptied everything
to confront the truth. Humanity
suffers in identical pains.

Enough was not enough.
The smoke is rising without flames.The
picture is always the same.

Homecoming was becoming
hoax. The ashes are still covering
the small temple. Questions have no answer.

Satish Verma

I Think I am Wrong

I ask the tiger woman,
what is the only truth of man?
Mitigated or unmitigated?

Will you tell mehow
to meet death without pain?
Because certainty becomes uncertainty.

Trivial happiness is
very costly. The enlightened
knowledge collapses like Greeks.

Satish Verma

This is My Home

My thinking takes a
turn. An artist speaks inside me.
I am not creating a fancy poem.

My neighbour wants to
climb the wall, not of Sartra. Not
speaking lies to me

All my life, I remained
confused in understanding the
world. It was my spiritual superstition.

Satish Verma

What is the Wisdom of a Religion?

You are not complete.
I have to fix the steps to climb.
The moral intensity has no choice.

Wealth of truth is
buried in me daily. Above all my
existence flies away like a torn Rupee note.

Where is the clarity
of the motif? The question is how to
cross the god in darkness?

Satish Verma

See You Again

Am I sleeping without
shutting my eyes? To foresee the
untouchable sun hiding behind the wall.

Where is my straightaway
pen to describe the trusted entry
into your brain to discover love.

My journey revolves
around you to make it happen to
fall in the book of my poems.

Satish Verma

Emergency

You need a permanent
truth. I don't want to learn anything.
My world is not sober.

I am meeting Buddha
daily. How to take out the blood
from the dead god? The bones melt.

At random, one chooses
hemlockbetter than you putting your
hand in a vessel full of venomous snakes.

Satish Verma

Ascent of Sap

You will never count when you
stitch the stars on a milking tree.
Nobody will cry. Nobody will laugh.

Was it an invasion of privacy?
You share the saliva with pursing
lips. The tall tree spins.

Was it the elixir of love
or the poison of life? Who will know?
The roots become deep and rich.

Satish Verma

Spell the Adoration

The blood rules in
dark. I know your hemlock.
There will be a riot of lips.

Give back my things
The sky of eyes. There was no
color assault. Irises were blind.

Let me walk on rose
thorns in sun. You will never know,
the fall of Niagara has stopped.

Satish Verma

To Follow the Truth

Wisdom of an ant
reminds of Socrates and his
sieves. Are you taking a call of god?

You will opt for silence
in a mausoleum to hear the lost
human voices, stuck on the wall.

It was an epic poem of
a hand in a hand to read the
music of eternal love.

Satish Verma

An Occult Experience

It was defenceless,
the death of dreams. Why god
has lifted the sorrow of pain in eyes.

Open your inkpot, the
tears pay the price to purchase
the inner mercy after tasting venom.

Do you think I
possess everything. I want
to become Sisiphus with empty hands.

Satish Verma

A Trinket Agony

I have not done this
to me with a purpose to arrest the door
keeper. How can you live without kith and kin?

This is a tribute to the
pain of giving blood to a tree of thoughts
Was it a nightmare to write a poem?

Do you think the world
will die one day. Bloomers
will put the body in a cauldron?

Satish Verma

Why Thoughts Disappear?

Why do you forget to return
the debt? You think dangerously.
I will challenge the philosophy of crime.

Fighting my demons,
I watch, the god is buried daily. I walk
like a dead answer to confront a character.

Plato and Aristotle always
come to me. To know your heart, you
will love solitude to become a true man.

Satish Verma

Time is Dying, Give Back My Happiness

I want to sell my
thoughts, to feed my heart. Do not
come near the volcano.Lava is still hot.

The king was slaughtered
amids hawthorns. No one loves him after
death. I quote Kafka. Love comes back.

The fallibility is the truth.
Bones break, but the body
still runs like a jaguar.

Satish Verma

Can You Break Sky?

Had annexed small
things. I am climbing god
without display like a fascist.

Who was a citizen
in no country. You demonize
all the good men telling the truth.

My habits are shining.
I am forgetting myself to become
an ethnic, not praying embrace.

Satish Verma

Gravitation

Erotica will seduce
the walking fern. Between stamens
and stigma style sways.

The pollens have something
to say to the moon. Why is moonlight
opening the eyes of blue china rose?

This was very incredible.
Love has many faces. But the
obsession always bites cobra.

Satish Verma

No Praise

It was the geometry of the
circle. Something was fishy in collecting
the knowledge of undying. You were your enemy.

You say time to become
warrior. Spell it out, the murder of
unarmed black birds.

You must move. Don't
stand like a milestone. Will you try avant-garde
to read the footprint of tall humans?

Satish Verma

Who was Go- Between

Today it is pain vs. pain. Some times
it is difficult to taste the words. How many
lives will pass through many slurs?

Between the instinct and the
genius stands a wall. Memory will swipe
away the war of blood and salt.

Ah the incendiary mind
of a broken man will give a parting
kiss of natural end.

Satish Verma

Queen of Honey Bees

I ask the kismet,
do you know how to die? It inundated
my heart and tired eyes.

Ah, the civility begs
the ending. You have to learn
from the burning pyre. It is sanctimonious.

The day becomes very long.
The Sun fails to dip and the ocean has
all the organisms blind in deep.

Satish Verma

The Mystery of Life

Asphyxia. Too many
words. They scream. The voices
dominate. Truth dies. New cults

Your mind revolves
The debt of unknown handsfor
human suffering belongs to rich temples.

In your half shut eyes
I will encounter your tears. One
day my impatience will come out.

Satish Verma

Have You My Blood?

Sitting alone, in the pain
I am eating a fallen fruit, like an old
memory. The tree helps the blindness.

Agony becomes the words in
war of attrition. Dopamine does not change
the religion, morphs into a lone star.

A dream throws you from
the immigrant moon. No land was
accepting him to stay in foreign place.

Satish Verma

What is All This?

Love was a morphed pain.
You suffer to meet the foot drops.
The piety swims without water.

Have you ever finished
the desire of a dying man? The ashes
remind of the revenge of flames.

Oh god, can the light
come without the fire. Ask the moon, do
you shine at night to wake the goddess?

Satish Verma

Where the Philosophy Ends

It was the last stone.
There was no second coming of the supremo.
The sun will remain black.

The sword tends to
come out. We are ascertaining who
has started the temple fire?

Between the history and.
holocaust world collapses to rise
again,but you don't invite second Buddha.

Satish Verma

You Don't Like What I Do

MY friend, don't go
in light. It hurts. I will bring new
tools to fight your malicious thoughts.

Tear yourself, life is zero.
A black rose wears the crown.
The emperor goes to the woods.

On the lemon tree
the thorns have a culture. Your blood
is drawn, but it was very sweet.

Satish Verma

Hope of Dream Call

Why do you go when
god kills to innovate the world?
A linguistic artifice works.

Did you ever walk towards
the white trees? You did no wrong.
No desires. Words play.

The other meaning catches
the voice. It is my nest. I am melting
in moonlight to shed the skin.

Satish Verma

Unheard the Blood Flow

Can you survive between
body and pain? My Looking glass
does not tell the real truth.

My poems wriggle in
quietness. You have taken furthest
my truth. Absolute silence screams.

If my pains come to
life, a scented kiss heals the wounds.
I need only my one deity.

Satish Verma

Exiled

Tell me exactly, the
real meaning of love!
Don't say it is flower lei.

It is also not a hornet's
breed. Will you take my shelter
one day? Truth was not worth it.

Who fathered satan
I ask? I don't recall you
O my god ! What happened?

Satish Verma

Who Wants You?

You are made anew
everyday. Something is peeled off
from your skin.Sometimes blood is drawn.

It is very hurtful to
your pride. You cannot walk nude
in your house to invite the god of rains.

The sun burns your
wall of truths. Strange, there was
no one to teach history.

Satish Verma

Not Guilty

Undone in dark
you strike back with ardor.
The end was not near. It
was only the beginning of it.

There were many questions
about life. Without mincing any
words, you draw a circle
and sit outside of it.

There was no natural answer.
You teach yourself about
the foundation, from the book
of falls. The breach of trust has a glint
of dagger.

In the hour of betrayal you
drink the cup of Conium, to
describe the ascending palsy.
Step by step, drop by drop.

Why death was hesitant to
shake with you?

Satish Verma

The Heart Holds Me Back

O beast, one day I
will bury my love. I will steal the words
from your mouth. Enough was enough.

O god, why am I a remaining
mum? The world listens to unspoken
pain from your wet eyes.

Where are you going
eyes shut. The cobra is laying the eggs.
Do not go for bargaining.

Satish Verma