Street Weighs Steps

My moon crashed
on the terrace tonight. I want
to say good night queen!

Collecting the ash
from the forehead of sun I
ask the cobra to strike.

Where will you find
hemlock? It slowly ascends
the limbs. Like my dream.

Satish Verma

A Living Death

I may be saying
goodbye under the stars dust.
At distance moon burned.

I was not familiar
with the shadow of eyes, that
moves faster then vision.

The morning sun
uncovers the pain of sky. How
far was the lotus in lake?

Satish Verma

Repeat History

That used to cover me.
My poetics. Now stars drag
the space and time.

This was a poet's dream.
It will wash away the wounds
of my past one day.

Why didn't you give
me a kiss a day, when I had
burned my pale hands?

Satish Verma

Too Proud To Bend

My bruised words
explode. I don't find any
meaning in life.

Why you meet a cobra
and shut your eyes? Time? Will
not wait for the birth of sun?

Darkness breeds thoughts
I break you first then remake
you in twilight to welcome moon.

Satish Verma

Rereading History

A drop of ocean
in your eyes goes pink.
A beautiful sunset.

If ever I lose you
I will never believe in
blue darkness of lips.

Tell me who was the
killer when I said I love you
to the end of earth.

Satish Verma

Pain Of Pain

Between love and hate
how do I meet you, when you
reject the kiss of flame?

This was invisible
love, before sunrise. Dream gazer
goes green in dark.


Hawthorn waits today
of another god's son. Do you
believe in bloodless murder?

Satish Verma

Thou Shall Not Cry

Moon disrobed today
to show the wounds. Why
were you bending a lot?

There was tremendous
bone loss. You would not jump
the pain. You touch my arm.

Then bare chest sweats.
You have to dig the answers
from the buried questions.

Satish Verma