Why Would not You Understand Me?

I do not possess it.
Only touch by breathing you.
The love rides the tears.

Some thugs have
stolen my vision. Now I search
my nightingale in the jungle

Is it necessary to pass a
test sitting on the pyre to see
the earth collapsing?

Satish Verma

My Solitude

You cast your spell.
You are the owner of your eyes.
The violence begins. An ant smiles

She was searching
me to say, here and there, we are
safe. Himalaya has melted.

What subjectivity?
At least the man thinks to die,
when the other thinks to destroy.

Satish Verma

How do You Embrace?

What was pain in
pain? I look at Venus and
my feelings cannot find words.

I wanted all of the soreness
walking on my hairs. The joints
are revolting. Moons sit in eyes.

Is it so crazy? War
or bingo? I was searching a bo
tree to ask what do you want?

Satish Verma

But I am You

Will be coming to
make history? How to produce
cowardice in a warrior?

Humanity goes into
breaking, always speaking truths.
One by one you give a sacrifice.

A shadow walks
without a living one. Who was an
angel, who was standing on a burning tree.

Satish Verma

You tell What You Don't Know

Fake kiss of sun
and dry lips. He was black
and white. There was no love.

The window has a
self-deception. The light hangs
from pores in a line, floating on dust.

You are being. I am
not. There are questions, but life has
no answers to invite the stop.

Satish Verma

I Shut My Eyes

When did I think
that sky would break one day,
and the stars would start burning.

Fires would be moving.
The oceans would start drying up.
Where do the boats and ships go?

Who are you?
Who am I? What is your weight
to reach the God to question?

Satish Verma

You Will, Will Not

Every time, it is your
Faux Pas. It giggles to collect
the past, when we cried together.

Who was your teacher
to make you walk on the edge of love and
hate. The chaos of snatching the name was high.

The essence of care
and philosophy of mode of it is
which is not in our hands.

Satish Verma

Happy for Remaining Fakir

I love you both,
fire and water. Life and death.
But the sun was always jealous of the moon.

Put on hold ,to
whom I will share the secret
of dying for purity of truth.

If you do, you have
no religion. What freedom can you
give a dying man, unconditioned love?

Satish Verma

What is Climax?

Unbearable, give
me non-violence. A love you
break. I have not to collect anything.

You draw a melody
and float on flames. Sometimes
like a firefly you eject light to see me.

What will you do
to change the world by running after
yourself. Now you need security.

Satish Verma

Living for Whom?

Your eyes, what do
I see? Brutally the river swells.
Life's teachings have failed.

Who was hypnotized?
Giver or taker? Our vantage points
are different. We hurt with hugs.

Voiceless the pain
rises to make a religion, where the
murderer becomes a god for love.

Satish Verma

Healing Lesion

How do you live
unmaking joints. My body was
distanced to remake the love.

Axing will not happen,
if all the flowers are of roses. Let there
be an exodus of words. Only eyes speak.

Something storms, when
it is dark to write the theories
in white, so that I can sleep.

Satish Verma

What is the Nature of God?

Where you go,
life pulls you back to embrace
and to ride on the storm.

It is far from
the Apocalypse. Some invisible
hands will hold you tight.

Like a cascade
truth falls. You take a bath at it
and start supporting lies.

Satish Verma

Who was a Thug?

Pine pricks in the sun.
You will not come in its shade.
The nemesis looks like a squint.

The delenium in climax
tears the book. The words start
flying away. Only dashes and full stops are left.

Will you concede, God
comes down on earth. You give a
big laugh. He said I am God.

Satish Verma

To Keep Understanding

When lips talk to
lips, light comes. I am writing a poem
in darkness. You need a hunting pain.

The applicant withdraws.
The love was plastic. I am confused.
But the voice was musical.

The rewriting was
important. Your eyes read it again. The
shooting love is a life sentence.

Satish Verma

No One Will Die

You will not turn
the face. It is red rain without
blood, unfolding the heart.

Truth, nature and
pain. Introduction will give you
a pilgrimage to see the self.

Love will teach you.
It is necessary to generate fear.
That keeps you in order. Violence will go.

Satish Verma

No Tyranny

Passion is revenge, the
injury does not bleed, but the subject
hurts, First comes love then war.

The soul always takes bath
in the winds and then goes to the
moon for a fresh kiss.

Immaculate you want
to match with virgin blood. Who
will be born to save the world?

Satish Verma

Life and Self Changing

It is my Dharma.
Truth never dies. Ashes also write
like coals. Would you like a circle?

Flower moons have
rivalry. Pythagoras is still
calculating. Grass weeps in wind.

Horrible ideas. Marked
a slaughter house. Not everyone dies.
I will survive in the burning home.

Satish Verma

Why Should You Go

Changed. It was
a chiseled body. Carved on a big stone.
Someone has colored the lips.

Why were you always
in prison like a lioness? Where
has life taken you to escape?

There are 3 commitments.
Life, meditation and god. Do you think
It educates you everyday.

Satish Verma

Can we Prepare a Key Thinker

How to kill the truth,
a question hangs? After life's
struggle what words become final?

I will not play
to see the endgame before the insane
drama. What was the original pain?

The new war of the
modern renaissance begins. Will the
change after destroying heaven?

Satish Verma

Truth of Self-betrayal

Who will answer my
questions? When the homecoming of
flames will start after the murder of truth.

Who will become Shakespear?
Is it the turn of thinking of Newton
to throw back the apple to the tree?

Is existence possible?
Not to become what you are to
forget you are the son of primates.

Satish Verma

Occult Pain

Did you buy him,
for a bad coin, your friend. If god
comes to you as a full man, what will you do?

The revelation appears
exponential. Was this a true fact?
Would you like yours or his security?

There was no beginning.
It happened to meet end. This
was the year of opening eyes.

Satish Verma

Part 1 of Life

What does death
do in life? You will collect flowers
to bury the songs, weeping.

A fight of lips starts
in eyes, becoming warriors. How do
you sort out in love and sex.

Life conceives truth,
which collects the faces of crowds.
Do you want both sides.

Satish Verma

My Forgotten Culture

You have no right
to kill anyone without crime.
Even the venomous snake.

You have chopped the
heart. I can see what will happen?
They are metaphysical prophecies.

What was the parental
hide. Like a greek god coming undressed
without call, Why life has made us wrong.

Satish Verma

I Want to See Your Face

Let me drink hemlock
to get a glimpse of Socrates
and to study Plato completely.

In awe you will come
to meet God and show my poems.
Stealthy I will read the tears.

I do not want to tweet
my blueberries. They used to
laugh with its beautiful lineage.

Satish Verma

Strange Things

A micro scream, the
world does not move. The man was
becoming taller. A child wants to be buried.

A dead man speaks, I
will not live. Ah, what to do because
the scary things can be real.

Have you ever seen the
hundred alien eggs. The God
was not dead. A new generation is coming.

Satish Verma

Don't Decieve Yourself

Writing on nails, your
name. Keep on giving me pain. Come on
at night to give me more darkness.

It is like the submersible
implodes near the wreckage of Titan
Who wants to be buried in water?

What has a bow to
say? Cannot leave the ground. My eyes
are always wet. Not annoyed to say goodbye.

Satish Verma

Where is Enlightenment? Who is Clever?

Who is my brother?
I am looking in sky. The newness
matters. Life was watching me.

The kinship speaks.
I have the same blood but unknown.
How to live and die?

Thoughts are paralyzed.
Where is inquiry and thinking.
I have no choices in broken loves.

Satish Verma

Are you a Winner?

I found god in a
queer. Your fist and his smile
look alike. No witness.

This was madness.
No transition. There was the
fractured relationship.

When life tells you
to slip, water freezes. Can you
walk back to the home?

Satish Verma

A Design of Dying

I want to live again.
Tired of mitigation. One comes
and goes without leaving love prints.

Life has not washed.
well. How can you work for
humanity, when there are animals around?

Why do you change the
nature of lies? Pain dips or debates.
What will the character do? God, go away.

Satish Verma

Injuries and Literature

I will come straight.
I loved and didn't love. What
was the fruition? A global peace?

This was a quantum
change. In your happiness my
data is about perfection.

Does philosophy
any entrance to meet Plato?
Where was the light inside?

Satish Verma

Let Us Burn the Wheels

My kismat, I will
live again. I have lived, you have
to live. Pain is your guide.

I shout Zoom. I
know everything, but do not know
myself. The ignorance was a bliss.

No certainty hurts.
You grope in the dark to find the
lost eyes. The light was revengeful.

Satish Verma