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