Satish Verma Poems

I was keeping a vigil in holy town
on a water cut. Lucy, Lucy did you have
a dirty mind?
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Managing his guilts to seduce the nocturnes
he left the gray area, surging
with a wandering death on the
half broken stairs –
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Blaze was coming to terms
with pyrotechnic cascade.
The dignity was emotionally drained out.
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What was the ethics of homefires
when homeostasis had gone awry?
There were no concrete truths.
I will not wear the lies instead
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Will you save me
when I take the call of the lake?
The swishing depth was inviting me
for a plunge in the purple pool.
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Cannot stare
coming on terror radar. Every night there
was Celsius rise in deadpeace. The climate
debt of a dark cloud was changing.
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Like black birds
homing in twilight, to the tree
my thoughts make a perfect landing.
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Audacity to live with your demons,
putting up a fake love belief,
who was the time,
of that dark night? Distinctly alive to what
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A stunning hurl of androids
on command, pulled by empty space when
a talking primate decides
the course of universe.
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Half-buried in a mud pit,
a polluter bares all, body and soul.
Hands bound, ready to be stoned
to death.
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