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Snow Storm Rolls In

Poised to confront 
the improvised explosive device 
of winds, 

good moonday 
stands 
in melting snow. 

Church was 
unselling the sex.

Added by satish verma on September 19, 2017 at 10:52pm — No Comments

Threnodial

Between the hope and 

betrayal lies the truth- 

a terra cotta version 

of time. 

A vitrified china will 

not reflect your face. 



You search the word's 

tragedy, in a wound's 

profile. 



A speaking book repeats 

the sermon.Do not 

go after the questions.There 

are no…

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Added by satish verma on September 19, 2017 at 10:52pm — No Comments

In Search Of Tremors

Night comes like a 

black dog 

around the corner. 



I start paying off the debt 

cry for cry, with a 

ceremonial sword, 

cutting off the shadows 

falling from the 

distant hills. 



My questions are burning― 

on pyre. How did I fail myself? 

Why some mercy 

was unacceptable to…

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Added by satish verma on September 18, 2017 at 12:52am — No Comments

Nuit Blansh

I will gather you― 

through the uproar, 

when moon picks up the sneaky path, 

from dizzying heights 

of hunger. 



The poverty of words 

hides the bread, .. 

You cannot eat an emblem. 



The calibration has failed. 

Milk contains the 

contaminated water. 



Everyone has one's…

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Added by satish verma on September 18, 2017 at 12:52am — No Comments

Mask Unmasked

To become or not to become a renegade, 

or to die or not to die for a semi-god? 



These were some of the questions 

thrown at an incomplete script. 



What elevated you to a celebrity? 

Your hump or deep wrinkled groans? 



Age is abating, abattoir is empty. 

Exile from the past is over. 

When you intend to comeback to…

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Added by satish verma on September 17, 2017 at 12:21am — No Comments

Strange Politics

A soft, but me, 

black moon 

coming in bazaar. 

Will you sell me the dreams? 



Talking to grave silence 

before the rains. 

I will not plant 

marijuana in your eyes. 



O, ignorant prince, 

my mother had left a legacy. 

One should not sleep alone 

to become poor. 



I expect…

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Added by satish verma on September 17, 2017 at 12:20am — No Comments

A River Flows Inside Me

You drape me, with wet kisses 

O moon. 

I will not forget you 

in freezing rain. 



At dangerous arch, 

blue-veined― 

milk in milk has made me red. 



The ecstasy digs out 

the hidden lyric, 

I would never sing. 



Will you find any 

questions, to defeat the― 

intimacy of a…

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Added by satish verma on September 16, 2017 at 12:15am — No Comments

Defeating Death

To you, I 

send my silence, 

before the fire starts, to engulf 

the open barn. 



This mourning must stop. 

I will wash your feet, of mud 

and wet grass. You have 

come after crossing the jungle of black roses. 



Tomorrow I will call swallows. 

A peacock will replace the 

ruined, plundered, silk…

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Added by satish verma on September 16, 2017 at 12:15am — No Comments

Troubled Waters

Burning the pages 

unread. 

A daunting task 

to rebuild the bruised relic, 



of future, which I see 

in my dream. This was― 

the desire, till 

the last flame dies out. 



I am not sure of 

myself. I will chase 

a spider, climbing the 

wall. I want to know where 



it was…

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Added by satish verma on September 15, 2017 at 12:17am — No Comments

My Chivalry

What happened? I would 

ask the realness 

of genocidal face. 



The blue cock 

was numb in the laser thin 

commentary. 



The face was mirror. You 

can apply a salve by implanting a womb 

in the barren dream. 



Beheading a thought 

was not sufficient to kill the theme. 

It will come back with…

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Added by satish verma on September 15, 2017 at 12:17am — No Comments

Abstraction

Amnesia. 

I want to drink tonight, 

purple hellebore. 



Like to protest― 

the display of private things. 

The humming. 



The alphabet of 

betrayal. Who wants 

the award? 



Amnesia. 

I dream of dying, 

feeding the doves. 



Was it too early 

to start…

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Added by satish verma on September 14, 2017 at 12:19am — No Comments

Poem

Not knowing― 
was a bliss, writing 
a poem. 

Words fall― 
Like small birds, 
flying. 

I pick up 
the sorrow, of the 
blue sky 
inaudible.

Added by satish verma on September 14, 2017 at 12:19am — No Comments

Broken Armour

I hear your voice 

coming from within. 

The disconnect, the cultural clash, 

from river, 

from tree, 

from the golden nest. 



The circle was complete, 

breech birth, 

the explicit insult. 



The parched moon― 

will bring the cold 

tears, to extinguish the sparks 

going…

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Added by satish verma on September 12, 2017 at 12:10am — No Comments

Map Reading

In blood and grass 

lies the snowman. 



I must not look at it twice 

after the spring melt. 



The black magic has failed. 

A mooned night will― 

not reflect the real intent 

of song's proxy in dark. 



A lethal mix of twilight 

and solstice, squats in gloom 

to listen the surrender 

of…

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Added by satish verma on September 12, 2017 at 12:10am — No Comments

Contemplating

It was just my time. 



To become responsible for 

me and I had become recluse, 

to lose my memory, 

to pay back my debt. 



I am returning 

the gifts, 

of night, birth and 

sacrifices. 



The wheels― 

had pulled me to slavery. 

I am now…

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Added by satish verma on September 11, 2017 at 12:10am — No Comments

Blackest Mood

Indicted, 

the firm grass― 

will start a fire. I was trying 

to find my path in smoke. 



On fingertips, was at stake, 

the creek's departure. 

I would wear a mask 

hiding my emotions. 



We will wait for the spring. 

There was still a mound of snow 

at the door. 



The rape of the…

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Added by satish verma on September 11, 2017 at 12:10am — No Comments

Say Cheese

Vespa, 

the live wasp 

of paper house, 

feeding the insects 

to little ones. 



Silicon valley. 

The oranges were very sweet 

and carpet beetles 

eating away the fabric. 

I have come from a faraway place 

to taste the blood-stained raisins. 



Do you know why we bury 

our truths?…

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Added by satish verma on September 10, 2017 at 12:08am — No Comments

The Genius

Water has the wisdom, 

the bones may not agree. 



No commentary today. There was no 

eternal friend or enemy. 

Listen to your breath, your heart. 

No qualms. Hands are not mine. 



Charcoal. A voiceless man 

wants to write, something on the snow. 

The cold-eyed moon will watch. 



The chimney's soot, gets…

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Added by satish verma on September 10, 2017 at 12:08am — No Comments

Blending

Lion's tooth, dandelion 

in dead winter, 

holds on to your dress. 







for warmth. The oranges 

are not meant 

for sale. 







The obituary was short 

and sweet. 

When would you die for me? 







Wolves in white, 

were very smart. A…

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Added by satish verma on September 9, 2017 at 12:14am — No Comments

Watching The Lethality





The blend of gene and name. 

How you carry the 

legacy? 



II 



We are losing the war. 

You are winning 

the birds. 



III 



The sparrows have left 

the nest of man, 

in search of moving homes. 



IV 



How do you spell the…

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Added by satish verma on September 9, 2017 at 12:13am — No Comments

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