What Do You Want

Your trajectory was
rising. People ride the stars
to reach moon at night.

Anxiety of name.
How to draw the figure of
god who was a giver.

It was your decision
to abandon this earth for
a golden chair to sit.

Satish Verma

Changing Vocabulary

You used to say, I
was your accident, but you smiled
in unspoken words of pain.

Did you ever make
friendship with scorpions? They
don't change their habits.

It was not matched
with tears. Now you will sleep
in my poems, and I sleep on your lips.

Satish Verma

Untouchable

I am not your
truth. Time filters.
Wait until I change.

Trapped, we fall
together. Centuries back
at the edge of moon.

When I ask who
are you, you become my
shadow under the sun.

Satish Verma

Echinacea

Every kiss has a
price. I love you green.
O magnolia I have nine lives.

This was the magic
of drooping eyes under the
sparks of swaying moon.

Who says god was
very cruel. The goddess was
making beautiful dolls.

Satish Verma

Melted Glass

Sometimes I do not
know what is happening.
I cannot say goodbye.

As you unfold, I watch
your proud surrender. I am not that.
In panic lovebirds fly away.

Once upon a time, life
had a meaning. I loved you.
Now river is changing course.

Satish Verma

Quarantine

A deep question
haunts me. Who will take
the responsibility to watch the earth.

You make me appear
mad in my poems. How you define
the life when god was burning.

You had become a new idea
for the struggle. What was the
difference between murder & suicide?

Satish Verma

Moon In March

You know what I mean.

You replicate the moon,
when someone dies for a cause
at the edge of light
between life and death.

Why in every voice
you appear. Blood sucking has
started. Vectors were ready to strike.

Earth was not my home.

Satish Verma