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The triangle― 

right-angled. Pythagorean 

I would never find the center. 



An absence gnaws 

at me. Standing in dark 

I start a talkathon with walls. 



Stoically, I reverse 

the numbers. Fires start. 

I am still reading the page, 

started before I met you. 



The poise, the serenity 

are…

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Fish Ladder

Like a snake 

it moves. 

My poem. 



You are not, what you were 

in the night, lightning 

the grey moon. 



I hear, what you 

did not say or did― 

not think. 



Even dark 

forebodings, move like red 

ants, from the slit eyes. 



I cover the faults 

via…

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No Acrimony

You decline to speak― 

to listen― 

to see 

like a meditating Buddha. 



Like a sunflower 

with moon seeds, 

ready to explode at sunset. 



Strangulated― 

neck, hanged from a tree 

to tell the tale― 

that you were violated. 



This was the principle of 

cosmic order. Poor…

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Added by satish verma on February 19, 2018 at 10:07pm — No Comments

For Pythia

In suddenness, I will 

write a poem for you. 



You had stopped at the 

outset, like a black moon 

opening up perfervidly. 



Remote from the oneness 

of life, a flame leapt up 

to ignite the process of birth― 

without perceiving. 



Come let's meet at the 

navel of the destiny. 

I had the…

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Added by satish verma on February 19, 2018 at 10:06pm — No Comments

A Black Speech

Refusing to be 

healed. 

A wound will stay awake. 



Mired in bitter controversy, 

the captain said― 

the war was not a deliberate act of 

atoning for the soul. 



That prevents the sun 

to come out after a long night. 



You walk in the light years, 

gaunt and dazed, 

in pain of hunger. The…

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Added by satish verma on February 18, 2018 at 9:58pm — No Comments

The Hymn Of Love

Stoma 

opens, ejects the scream. 



Oh, my god. 

The ink spilled 

on the sheet, hiding the code. 



The scared veins 

of pure honey, wets the lips― 

of gills. There is no salt. 



The water explodes 

bursting the dam. No spine was 

worth of robbery. 



Golden nuggets 

are…

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Added by satish verma on February 18, 2018 at 9:57pm — No Comments

See My Hands

Overreaching for chemical signs 

and word for word, 

you want to move on- 

without parents. 



This was only a poetic 

idea, that no weapon will 

be used for execution. 



Not offering an apology, 

we were dissecting the ethics 

of violence and war. 



A chilling reminder, you are 

going to…

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Added by satish verma on February 17, 2018 at 6:54pm — No Comments

Forecasting

Understanding― 
the sexuality 
of clock. 

Time moves 
the hands, of past, 
the present. 

The future 
belongs to no one. 
This poem, cosmos.

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Noesis

A near cult glows/ on faces― 

for harvesting peace, 

saluting each other, without flame. 



I have come so far 

though you did not want the winds to move. 



A new theme was 

developing. The first wicket has fallen. 

The collective suicide 

will follow. 



Invoking the sun, you stay in shadows, 

without qualms…

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Added by satish verma on February 16, 2018 at 8:26pm — No Comments

But Nothing

No it will not work. 

The amalgam of arrival 

and departure. 

Debunking the theme 

of reincarnation, you enter into the body of a poem. 



Crowned and faded out, 

all the icons were diminishing 

in stature.A winter bath 

tries to hold the halo- 

for sometime, and then disappears 

in…

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But Nothing

No it will not work. 

The amalgam of arrival 

and departure. 

Debunking the theme 

of reincarnation, you enter into the body of a poem. 



Crowned and faded out, 

all the icons were diminishing 

in stature.A winter bath 

tries to hold the halo- 

for sometime, and then disappears 

in…

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Added by satish verma on February 15, 2018 at 11:32pm — No Comments

This Cosmos

The tall, dense, tree of life 

divides the culture, ages. 

Will witness― 

the gorgeous, ruinous and 

hideous days. 



How would I claim 

the legacy of a deaf and dumb 

sky? 



The fragile bones of the 

earth, break. 

Blackberries burn under 

the eyes. 



The hidden…

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Added by satish verma on February 14, 2018 at 8:56pm — No Comments

Uncrossable

Xanax in the blood 

screams. 

Empty chairs. 

Small birds, hopping from here 

to there. Waiting for the guests. 



Evening sits on the 

dirt road. 

We look together at the 

cracked moon. 



The grace of becoming 

gray, sweeping the floor 

of life. You will wear a different 

smile…

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Startling Likeness

Yes it is descriptive only, 

the unbearable pain of denudation, 

like blue heartache. 



Touching the extremes, you 

become desperate to― 

reach the first letter. 



The word will form later. 

The virtue of knowing― 

the unknown was a punishment, 

you cannot untie the knots. 



You must know the trick…

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Added by satish verma on February 13, 2018 at 8:15pm — No Comments

Scars

There was obsession, to wash your 

hands again and again. 

They swing wildly. 



The moods. 

Betel leaves, and bad grammar. 

Charity untainted. 



Divided walls. 

A street breaks the steps. 

Nails scratching the rosary. 



The stranded words, 

will not sit on the wide screen. 

The damp soil…

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Added by satish verma on February 13, 2018 at 8:15pm — No Comments

Evocative Images

A single line, 

undefined, hangs 

to make your life vulnerable. 



The drifting starts. 

You fumble for the right― 

text, 



to convey the urgency 

of a moratorium. The 

dew on the grass, 



was not ready to 

accept the rainbow of 

false promises. 



Flat refusal…

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Added by satish verma on February 12, 2018 at 7:48pm — No Comments

Whirling Dervish

In being and unbeing 

I come to you today― 

in unconscious state. 

Excessively leaning on 

cause, it is not heart― 

not brain. Just a beat. 

Evening is settling 

down. Time flew past. Birds 

going home. A lone moon 

will rise. 

Underground thoughts start― 

stunning the secrets. 

You…

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Whirling Dervish

In being and unbeing 

I come to you today― 

in unconscious state. 

Excessively leaning on 

cause, it is not heart― 

not brain. Just a beat. 

Evening is settling 

down. Time flew past. Birds 

going home. A lone moon 

will rise. 

Underground thoughts start― 

stunning the secrets. 

You…

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Added by satish verma on February 11, 2018 at 10:05pm — No Comments

What Grammer

The tremors. One day 

I would know. The trees are walking. 

No miracle. We are― 

becoming rootless. 



The fear, was palpable. 

Nowhere to go. All the roads 

were blocked. The king 

is being anointed after the bloodbath. 



No logical lie was needed 

for targeted killing. 

Why did you start…

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Added by satish verma on February 11, 2018 at 10:04pm — No Comments

Far And Wide

The night poem 

crucial 

was the breast-feed 

the train whistles by 



the thugs squirm 

no waylaiding now 

in the dark hour 

till the moon rises 



the drag queens 

are out to collect 

the marbles 

would you play the chess? 



faithfall will spring 

a…

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Added by satish verma on February 10, 2018 at 7:43pm — No Comments

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