Your Temporal Existence

You wait for me
to learn the corridor going
to marbled stone god. This was my faith.

Only the pain of ravens
was true. It was not black as their
feathers were dark. Look, someone is watching.

I cannot bid goodbye
to myself. I am alive in all my poems,
singing as white as the moon.

Satish Verma

You are the Key

The misery was in you,
as an element of energy to display
the dimorphism of erotica.

When I asked you to
stand, you stood, as a transcendent
for a rare empirical love.

Where was the big
field to kill the dancing mannequins?
It was a celestial game for the assassin.

Satish Verma

Wind's Song

Bringing the pen down
I won't chew the words, and carve them
on my chest. I Love you.

Life translates the pain
into black ink. It was a sulphur
spring. Hot gates of love were shut down.

Blood waves come and
go. I leave my footprints on the sands.
Here I meet my goddess, who will swipe them.

Satish Verma

Killing Wolves

I have emptied everything
to confront the truth. Humanity
suffers in identical pains.

Enough was not enough.
The smoke is rising without flames.The
picture is always the same.

Homecoming was becoming
hoax. The ashes are still covering
the small temple. Questions have no answer.

Satish Verma

I Think I am Wrong

I ask the tiger woman,
what is the only truth of man?
Mitigated or unmitigated?

Will you tell mehow
to meet death without pain?
Because certainty becomes uncertainty.

Trivial happiness is
very costly. The enlightened
knowledge collapses like Greeks.

Satish Verma

This is My Home

My thinking takes a
turn. An artist speaks inside me.
I am not creating a fancy poem.

My neighbour wants to
climb the wall, not of Sartra. Not
speaking lies to me

All my life, I remained
confused in understanding the
world. It was my spiritual superstition.

Satish Verma

What is the Wisdom of a Religion?

You are not complete.
I have to fix the steps to climb.
The moral intensity has no choice.

Wealth of truth is
buried in me daily. Above all my
existence flies away like a torn Rupee note.

Where is the clarity
of the motif? The question is how to
cross the god in darkness?

Satish Verma