Satish Verma Poems

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1081.
Reticence

On the way I was
happy to meet green valley. Your eyes
were sparkling. Words had no meaning.
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1082.
Truth Speaks Lies

I was in trouble, learning
Ars Poetica. I am writing for the beach
where the moon meets the lake.
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1083.
Catching Butterflies

Gathering the mist from
your eyes, if a kiss would speak.
You belong to the world of curves.
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1084.
From Freud Archives

It was my last blood.
The silence speaks when you would not cry.
You are learning from yourself objectively.
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1085.
There Are Many Hands

Unnamed, tragedy of a
burning path. You go for a post
human activity. Angels were going wild.
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1086.
Habit Of Dying

Pardon my poems.
Becoming you I get the pain, raising
the blues. I ask who was the son of god?
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1087.
I Will Borrow From You

We are ending in the
hands of love hunters. Salt and
water will not make any ocean.
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1088.
I Admire You

Shall we meet in the
last chapter of the book, where after the
struggle two bodies had become one?
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1089.
Before Bonfire

Like night- blooming cereus,
you wake up, shattering the empty glass.
In your quiescence, the world would not care.
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1090.
Barren Pains

Like in gendering of flowers
a splendid thing was love poems.
The dummy had become second I.
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