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To Agni

O goddess of priests, 

in punishing myself 

I found you today. 



Tonight you will sleep 

in my eyes, 

and I will search my 

lost poems. 



Did you touch the 

faded leaves to bring back 

a withered spring? 



A song still waits in the throat of a cuckoo. 



The wasted…

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Added by satish verma on August 18, 2018 at 8:43pm — No Comments

In Darkened Mood

Deflecting the logistical 

guide, you were 

becoming a juggernaut― 

running after the shadows of kites. 



Mute testimony of a 

bare cut of imagined 

willow, which would not weep 

for the winds. 



Becoming surrealistic, you 

knew too much of the truth, when 

you were drunk on lies. Why 

the…

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Added by satish verma on August 18, 2018 at 8:42pm — No Comments

Gift Of Takers

The poster boy 
was a blind hunter 
waiting for the blast. 

The salt mausoleum 
melts in moonlight 
white as a sand. 

A mofussil background 
will search the estranged 
words of childhood. 


Like a hostage held 
for the return of holy book 
written in blood letters.

Added by satish verma on August 17, 2018 at 8:56pm — No Comments

Not Seeking Retribution

Struggling with- 

a fakir's heart, at random 

fall, remembering a reverie 

in quest for unstopping 

in your home. 



It was not a personal 

guilt to modify the echoes 

to let go the original voice of 

the shelter. 



Not believing in- 

a parasol, I asked the moon, 

why the sky was…

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Added by satish verma on August 17, 2018 at 8:56pm — No Comments

The Perspective Fault

With a live moon between- 

us, you were staring beyond me 

in blank looks. 



Shackled, you hang- 

from the past praises. 



In a crematorium you will now spend 

a night with some noises 

in penitence. 



You have to come out from 

the old scripture and invent 

a new libretto. 



No…

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Added by satish verma on August 16, 2018 at 10:54pm — No Comments

Too Old

In times of stress- 
the island sinks. Will 
plant a tree today. 

Will dream again 
of the fall. 
When there was violence. 

In new bottle- 
there was old wine 
as panacea of dementia. 

I will not forget 
your name, though 
I don't remember me

Added by satish verma on August 16, 2018 at 10:53pm — No Comments

Posing Questions

It bewilders me, when 

I follow you. Why the savaged 

retribution starts for a 

separate mouth? 



I may become little 

demanding, sending you a 

death watch for tender memories. 

Why did we meet for different truths, 

to fork out, not pardoned 

by anchorage of our spriritual pursuits? 



At early dawn, a…

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Added by satish verma on August 15, 2018 at 9:20pm — No Comments

Not Reproaching

Robbed- 
of my aloneness, by 
an army of ravens- 

thoughts. I 
meditate and weave 
your face- 

in muse. My 
journey begins on a 
mist scent as the moon rises. 

What more you 
want, than the silence, 
before the bell tolls.

Added by satish verma on August 15, 2018 at 9:19pm — No Comments

Being Trust

Don't speak the truth- 
loudly. Bipeds 
are listening. 

I will not blame 
any one ever, 
for my poems. 

I must invoke 
Buddha, if he 
was an avatar. 

Rage again for 
the dying sun. Night 
was very cruel.

Added by satish verma on August 14, 2018 at 8:27pm — No Comments

A Mask Done

Your time 

was not my time. 

An arrow had pierced the space. 



There was no past, 

no present. 

Only I had given you the future. 



And now 

a volcano will not sleep. 



When the death 

arrives from sky, how 

will you welcome it 

with broken heart? 



When somebody…

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Added by satish verma on August 14, 2018 at 8:27pm — No Comments

Silent Wails

Humanoids fill 
the universe. Where does 
the humanity live? 

Back and forth 
the song birds fly to 
find the roosting place. 

This road leads 
to nowhere. You stand 
midway holding the map. 

Irrepressible was 
the goddess of death, 
magpie has come to play.

Added by satish verma on August 12, 2018 at 8:42pm — No Comments

Midnight Blues

Like godfather, 
moon was giving a 
benevolent smile. 

Picking at bedclothes. 
Cannot sleep- 
moon was too bright. 

Stony creek. 
I collect the pebbles- 
of all colors. 

The peacocks- 
cried in rising crescendo. 
Night was silent.

Added by satish verma on August 12, 2018 at 8:42pm — No Comments

Taking Off Frills

Copper-brown 

I was always looking 

at your face. 



One of trinity, 

the fallen spirit, that 

did't bore any number? 



A visible mark 

betrays the flying grief 

of a pagan. 



Between the cacti, 

desert was blooming. No 

water, no river in the eyes. 



The smoke…

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Added by satish verma on August 11, 2018 at 10:38pm — No Comments

It Was Outlandish

The genial face of nephrite. 

Jade, stone of the flank, 

was becoming sectarian. 



The pain was excruciating. 

Not the evidence of god- 

an imitation love. 



The anatomy of conflict 

looks vulgar. The street fight 

comes out in open. A new born baby 



on trash bin. I will not 

ask who was the father…

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Added by satish verma on August 11, 2018 at 10:37pm — No Comments

Beyond Discernment

The last thing 
I wanted to say before 
the sun went down. 

Heal thyself, Oh 
seer, stoking the flames 
under the lake. 

Honey-yellowed, 
fall of your climax- 
for golden calf. 

Like a hen in blind 
panic, under the spell 
of innocent blade.

Added by satish verma on August 10, 2018 at 8:39pm — No Comments

Clean Hands

Deeply troubled inside, 

I become silent 

like a quiet, serene sea. 



Impatience. It 

has erupted again in my 

hardened mood. 



Playing a gamble 

without a dice. An unmasked 

body trembles. 



I will ask my 

river goddess one day- 

where was my moon? 



Exploding in…

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Added by satish verma on August 10, 2018 at 8:38pm — No Comments

Clinging To Hope

Revealing id, 

without ego, and hunger. 



I may not touch 

you ever, placing my palm 

down face on the burning candle. 



Step by step I come 

near you and move away 

collecting my pins. 



The medallion still hangs 

in the cleavage. 



You will throw your head 

backward and laugh in misty…

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Added by satish verma on August 9, 2018 at 5:07pm — No Comments

A Leap Of Faith

Nothing left to do 
anything today. 
Snow falling incessantly. 

Did not believe ever 
in shortcuts. 
Still moving on legs. 

Soundlessly I 
meet my strange god 
under a sickle moon. 

Faraway my old 
faith listens- 
to the footsteps of dawn.

Added by satish verma on August 9, 2018 at 5:07pm — No Comments

Where A God Sleeps

At the end of the day, 

standing before a shut window- 

in fear of power game 

under a cataract of twilight. 



A panther had visited 

again at night in your courtyard- 

to sniff out the 

hidden moons. 



Your ism was on fire. 

Logic gone. The weird neighbors 

had become bedfellows. 



A dirty…

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Added by satish verma on August 8, 2018 at 7:31pm — No Comments

It Hurts

You start forgetting 

the absence of 

existence. Wishing to remain 

dead for sometime- to see what you did't 

want to see in the hands of god. 



A tricky aura 

overlaps the consciousness- 

of proxy war. Someone 

cries out for the earth's hug. 

Wolves start howling. This 

was a stainless…

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Added by satish verma on August 8, 2018 at 7:30pm — No Comments

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