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Smashing The Road Signs

My garden cries for no reason. 

Kindness melts into a rain 

of twisted petals. And that is it. 

Alone I whisper the translucent words, 

watching the death of dreams, living fossils. 

The sun bakes the seeds. 



The essence will not heal, 

this bandaged soul, 

the conceptual death of a thought. 

This fear is like a curled…

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Added by satish verma on December 26, 2016 at 11:30pm — No Comments

Intense Poetry

Breaking the path 

by random steps, you move, 

and thoughts make a ritual dance. 

In a wingless flight, 

a cosmic gloom envelops you. 

You try to stop the dark tremors, 

Yet you don’t feel safe in a crowd. 



Life has changed 

it does not touch the younder. 

The brain does not work, 

and memory is not…

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Added by satish verma on December 26, 2016 at 11:29pm — No Comments

Dying Beautifully

I stay connected out of the body, 

with fireworks, 

to widen the relativity, 

to read the language of fear. 

Death of a tree was mourned 

by leaves in shadow. 

The dew lies awake crying. 



The town was disappearing 

without a dialogue 

with past, we were digging our heritage. 

In search of…

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Added by satish verma on December 25, 2016 at 11:16pm — No Comments

Found Yourself

A parallel pain walks with you 

when you split into space and time. 

You were too shy to die, to feel 

the anguish and bliss of death. 

Something inside you springs 

into a tree for a half-life. 

The search for the meaning of life 

takes roots in calamities. 



They get back at you, the paranoids 

on the horizon line, where the…

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Added by satish verma on December 25, 2016 at 11:16pm — No Comments

Easy To Forget

Somewhere the truth lies still and frozen 

why can’t we measure ourselves? 

Measure the unseen depth? 

Not for gain, not for bliss. 

For inner tranquility, moving into the time 

where living and dead meet. 



The silhouette of cicrcling hawk was frightening 

the Sun was wilting 

and I had entered into a lonely sky. 

The flash of…

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Added by satish verma on December 24, 2016 at 11:32pm — No Comments

Second-Hand Event

Movement spurts the truth- 

an endless journey. 

The constant search for beliefs creates confusion. 

Craving and wanting 

generates more conflicts. 

The meaningless life drifts. 

Can you go beyond your dreams, 

beyond your yearnings? 



I wanted to disagree with death 

the ultimate truth. 

Life had many…

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Added by satish verma on December 24, 2016 at 11:32pm — No Comments

Connect The Prophets

Outside me was a howling light 

tracing a path. 

Ending the struggle 

of abstract thoughts. 

The night was full of hidden flares. 

The day was a luxury, 

full of exclusiveness. 

We must not cry. 



The wounds turned up 

like fireflies in dark. 

I groped in my inner expanse to know what was not. 

My…

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Added by satish verma on December 23, 2016 at 11:13pm — No Comments

Legend Withers

I do not display, but am. 

Where the heart lies. 

In truth. I try to discover the centre 

of sorrow and bliss. 

Life has not given 

me full text of death. 

The shadows are larger than reals. 



You will not remember me 

in endless night. 

I am going on a long journey 

to find out what is death of a…

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Added by satish verma on December 23, 2016 at 11:12pm — No Comments

My Children Of Sorrow

It was there all the time 

the core fear, my inadequacy. 

Tonight I will let go off the fire 

and become a non-moving time. 



When you come home for the arousal, 

under the lids, you will find giant tears 

frozen into a lake of no return. 

Watch your steps and walk gingerly. 



My unlocked door always welcomes 

the incendiary…

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Added by satish verma on December 22, 2016 at 11:13pm — No Comments

Retrieve The Moon

He did not depart 

or reached anywhere, 

and did not realize himself. 

When words could not find the meaning, 

where the man will go? 



He thought he did not believe in ‘why’, 

the limits of purpose, 

dictating the sentence. 

Stones were still floating on the sea 

and he was standing on a shipwreck. 



Thinking…

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Added by satish verma on December 22, 2016 at 11:13pm — No Comments

Death And Dust

Looking beyond the window 

I always wanted to shut my eyes. 

No sky could hold my head. 

I did’t want to see the innocent smiles 

vanishing from the moulded faith. 



The smell of burning leaves waftes through 

the catacomb of dead thoughts. 

The time does not spare any overflow of poetry. 

Life extracts its price of…

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Added by satish verma on December 21, 2016 at 11:33pm — No Comments

Death And Dust

Looking beyond the window 

I always wanted to shut my eyes. 

No sky could hold my head. 

I did’t want to see the innocent smiles 

vanishing from the moulded faith. 



The smell of burning leaves waftes through 

the catacomb of dead thoughts. 

The time does not spare any overflow of poetry. 

Life extracts its price of…

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Added by satish verma on December 21, 2016 at 11:33pm — No Comments

Collective Guilt

profiling the divine phallus 

on terraced shrouds of fault the dilemma 

of arcane notation starts for that 

succultent rumours, emotively torn asunder, 



a green room becomes epiphanic, 

the voice was gone with black sun; 

buried onto neck in the drenched earth 

the age old sins will be purified 



today i meet you for a refusal to…

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Added by satish verma on December 21, 2016 at 11:32pm — No Comments

Now

He, making his own cast. You knew it. 

Unique mystique of transparency. 

You could not touch him. 



Walking ahead of the sun, 

long shadow, sweating it out, 

pungent odor. 



Innocence hung from desiccated tongue, 

he preserved original speech 

before falling prey to polymorphism. 



Certain amount of tears, some…

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Added by satish verma on December 20, 2016 at 11:45pm — No Comments

A Tear Drop

Dying daily in eternity 

for it to be, 

a tear dropp held all the pain of life. 

You were lost in words, 

between the phrases 

time was in, time was out. 



The color, the theme was fading, 

a seduced century 

contriving the reasons to commit 

the destruction of self-being. 

I was struggling to empty my…

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Added by satish verma on December 20, 2016 at 11:44pm — No Comments

Falling Seed

This world was too much. 

in him. 

Sometimes he wanted 

to go insane. 

(He was talking to himself) . 



He cared too much 

of things and people around him, 

but it splits 

like a dry pod, the life, 

in throes of running 

to save a falling seed. 



Yields his whole earned…

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Added by satish verma on December 19, 2016 at 10:37pm — No Comments

Sneaking Gods

Reticent were moon, sky and birds. 

A pall of gloom spread on the trees. 

Stoically I rode on the wings of pain, 

to watch the descending values. 



A timeless truth separates the charm from lies, 

and I long for the generosity of past 

which could connect us to future. 



A flame burns the eyes. 

When we took the wrong…

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Added by satish verma on December 19, 2016 at 10:37pm — No Comments

Sprouting Seeds

Turnover my secret past 

I have to dig up my future 

In the hour of crumbling walls and dark 

clouds. 



Pale moon becomes a beacon 

in another version of solitude 

where nobody speaks of sores and premature 

death. 



I stay away from twinkling stars, 

from the blossoms of traveling night 

and winds which are…

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Added by satish verma on December 17, 2016 at 7:50pm — No Comments

Tryst

I will watch the field, 

but not play the game. 

Do not want to win the toss, 

for no one to loose the chance. 



When you go for the final swim 

rules must change. 



The ugly knocks have resumed 

their pilgrimage through blood and bones. 

Timeless flesh will decide the event, 

death of the soul. 



The tryst…

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Added by satish verma on December 17, 2016 at 7:50pm — No Comments

Buried Silence

Blaze on the horizon was spreading. 

No peak was left green, 

time was running out. 



Courier had left without a message 

carrying cyanide capsules, 

to kill or get killed. 



My grey sky stuck with silent clouds 

will wait for the stars. 

The bride will leave under the shade of shine. 



Serum was…

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Added by satish verma on December 16, 2016 at 7:49pm — No Comments

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