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Whom To Believe

It sets me off 
when you bring up 
afterlife. 

With upturned 
snout, the asp, enters 
the hole. 

Emptiness 
fills the gaps. Somewhere 
words join. Become a sentence.

Added by satish verma on October 17, 2017 at 12:00am — No Comments

Tumbling Over

Standing in the centre of a circle, 

trying to reach the periphery. 

Was it a mistake― 

to exhume the entombed 

injury? 



The bloody withdrawl 

takes you back to brown 

earth from the red sea. 

How would you receive, 

that you don't receive? 



Your eyeslids flutter. 

Sun will ask you…

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Added by satish verma on October 16, 2017 at 11:59pm — No Comments

Asking For Sovereignty

It was a cloudburst- 

from your saddened eyes. 

I want you to hurt me. 



Like blood fingers writing 

a name in sky-of 

a towering fault.The sin 

0f unabandoning a hymn. 



The breach will swallow 

the lamb.I would not know 

of the Aquila, how 

big were its wings. 



Burn me in your…

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Added by satish verma on October 15, 2017 at 11:24pm — No Comments

Wild Thoughts

It was syntax 
killing a kiss. 
You play with a button. 

You press a rose, 
between the lips, 
in black and white. 

A nerve quivers 
from head to toe. 
Where the stars go when you cry.

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On Collision Course

No comments. The eagle 

is ready to pounce on 

your future, when you were 

preparing to consume your past. 



Flesh eaters. They are going 

far than far. I wanted 

to do something strange 

and new, for example― 



like destroying myself. Dirty 

thoughts. Always coming with 

new legends. It is a…

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Art For Sale

Clapping with one hand, 

when a suicide note was found 

in the fist of a dead man. 



I set the fire in my chest, 

remaining again 

unanswerable to you. 



Inadequate was the 

street sense, where the walls 

go empty and meaning 

was lost. 



Take away my name, 

my face, my legacy.I…

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Added by satish verma on October 15, 2017 at 1:02am — No Comments

Anxieties

What could you do 

when the donor fatigue 

is on display? And stops the succor? 

You are no more hungry. 



A Buddha sleeps nonchalantly. 



Small, blue grapes leave 

their mark on the plate. 

It will take decades to unknow 

the sexual orientation. 



Breathing in the incense, 

the cannabis…

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Added by satish verma on October 14, 2017 at 1:02am — No Comments

False Ceiling

You wanted tranquility 

clean and sane, 

scudding at persona 

impact. 



Some thinking disorder? 

You start cutting yourself. 



Collecting the body parts. 



Yellow jasmine. I will know that 

I do not know the fields of hate. 



When your world falls apart, 

what I would do. 



Every…

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Added by satish verma on October 14, 2017 at 1:02am — No Comments

What To Think

Cruel times, 

and the walls are rising. 

The rivals.Medusae versus columns. 

Snakes for hairs 

opposed to stones. 

The bell shaped body with stinging 

tongues. 



I will not speak. 

This is the gift from the womb of 

evil.The blues. 

Wounded by you. 



The color changes.Sunrise to…

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Added by satish verma on October 12, 2017 at 4:49pm — No Comments

Dismay

It was not ending, not beginning 

this fracas, 

to search the exit. 

Where to go where to. 



The window 

has jumped out 

from the moon. what was 

your ultimate? What was? 



The cold-blooded 

creepy object 

discharging the virulent 

flames virulent. 



Migratory…

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On Blackboard A Chalk Writes

The water breaks. 
Do you hear the voices? 
I will ask my half self. 

The pretension sends 
neuroimages. 
I am going home to read my horoscope. 

Words grieve. I 
have done a dream. 
Silence sins.

Added by satish verma on October 11, 2017 at 9:11pm — No Comments

Your Dress Code

Coming back with 

nipples and fangs, all 

the black visions. 



Those lunging at the 

helpless prey, a hundred arms, 

pythonic- to squeeze 

the life out of 

the rising voice. 



You were my trust, 

my secret, then why this 

curse, 

of your signs, your signature, 

your…

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Added by satish verma on October 11, 2017 at 9:09pm — No Comments

Leaving The Home

Your hands 

start a fire― 

thinking beyond the rainbow. 



The next hearing 

will encompass the unheard sins 

of islands. 



In spot, you open 

the lock and let in the strange voices, 



wearing the hidden masks 

of untold flaws. 



The system starts crumbling 

and you wash your…

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Added by satish verma on October 9, 2017 at 10:49pm — No Comments

Penury Ward

In tattered clothes. 

I would see my returned privation. 

I will make the holes bigger, 

so that light seeps in, 

on my blackened chest. 



The lovers will not meet 

today, out, in open; 

on moonward path. 



The charred remains― 

of the rope are visible. 

The soaked blanket, to sleep in, 

has…

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Added by satish verma on October 9, 2017 at 10:45pm — No Comments

Crossing The Bar

Beyond the gaze there is a time zone 

of rumored agitation, 

when you cannot sleep. 

You open your eyes quietly to complain. 



The caretaker has prepared the shroud. 

Smoke is rising on the hills. 

Nobody walks with you.It is a 

lone journey, where centuries throw the dust 

on your hallowed gifts. 



The pyramid of signs,…

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Added by satish verma on October 8, 2017 at 11:59pm — No Comments

Soundless Sleep

Giving yourself, 

a gift of trash, you were 

waiting for the pain to return. 



A shadow overtakes you 

as if you were 

walking on the dry lake bed. 



An abandoned thought 

becomes a philosopher. 

How not to live again. 



The birder meets a rainstorm, 

on journey to unknown. 

The poet and…

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Added by satish verma on October 8, 2017 at 11:59pm — No Comments

Soundless Sleep

Giving yourself, 

a gift of trash, you were 

waiting for the pain to return. 



A shadow overtakes you 

as if you were 

walking on the dry lake bed. 



An abandoned thought 

becomes a philosopher. 

How not to live again. 



The birder meets a rainstorm, 

on journey to unknown. 

The poet and…

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Added by satish verma on October 8, 2017 at 12:08am — No Comments

Leaves Of Roses

A racial profile begins 

between black and white. 

A silver moon ambles 

as a prelude to dark music. 



A winter night tosses hundred 

excuses, 

for not lighting the lamps. 



Words were still trying to 

find the ropes. 



You should know your boundaries. 

The honeysuckle will 

not graze your…

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Added by satish verma on October 8, 2017 at 12:08am — No Comments

Umbilicus

Converging at the well, 

for the last rites, you set 

the soul free, touching 

the sacred water to― 

your eyes. 



The dead plaques break out on their own 

from the walls, and were 

flowing in the bloodstream. 



Like a sloth you swing 

upside down, unmoving. 



Do not put up any…

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Added by satish verma on October 7, 2017 at 12:19am — No Comments

Debating The Verdict

The night shift starts. 

A moonbeam comes and lies 

beside me. 



I was not hungry. 

Cuckoo gives a call 

I will not raise the flag. 



The flesh, starts eating you. 

Sometimes, for this 

unnamed, you run cross-country. 



Memories flare up. 

A primitive wolf sends a howl. 

You start reciting…

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Added by satish verma on October 7, 2017 at 12:18am — No Comments

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