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