03 April, 2018

Sun-Baked

Into my arms,
your shadow to speak―
for light. Mischievous intrusion. I
belonged to eternal darkness, discovering
beautiful jewels.

The black vault hides a
truth of earth. You will be born
again as a nymph. A rainbow cow
jumps on the moon to browse tender,
high growing grass of ancient faith.

There was a preview, of things
not happened so far. Talking of
preludes was easier. I always
touched you by my deep exhales.
You sucked in the pious thoughts.

You fed me the consciousness
of rare genre. I become a god river
of iced peaks.

Satish Verma

Penitence

Fragrant honeysuckle
in silence of emptiness,
at sunset, seeks moths.

Like wildfire, you
spread, in the autumn night.
Deep and hat I burn.

Satish Verma

02 April, 2018

Old Instincts

My laces would break
whenever I will tying my
shoes. Why, O man why?

Stand in wilderness
of last year and walk in the
honeytrap of new year.

Satish Verma

I Will Wake In The Dark

Shutting down the
windows, and let them
weep in rains.

A silver moon was
feet away, pleading
to be called innocent.

Something was left
after the sundown.
Where do we meet after
the journey's end?

Again my eyes
were wet after your
serene silence.

The call of the lake
was very strong.
I move, then stop
and look back.

Satish Verma

01 April, 2018

Looking Around

A furry mother squirrel
brings her small one
on my deck to teach
how to crack the nuts.

I will not utter a―
single word.
The fall of snow is very dense.

Satish Verma

Are You Somebody?

Autumn pains.
How life treats you
when snow comes?

The mountain path.
Will you climb with me
to meet the unknown?

Satish Verma

31 March, 2018

Ordained Flaws

With tiny lips,
words come to you
to kiss the moon.

Night dwellers, with
fragile bones― they walk
into your domain,
opening the tear gates.

Again I think, fading away
was easier, when you fall
in love after the marginality.

Not despirate I was
destined to certain halt,
unceremoniously, quitting
the game.

You, who stands out
of range, will never know,
how a shooting star backfires.

Eros hits the wall
moment to moment
in sun rising.

Satish Verma