Poems by Satish Verma

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  • This road will not take you to a theme.
    In wind...

  • As innocent as buds of jasmine
    twilight of a falling night...

  • Full moon was negating the intensity of night.
    I wanted the sacred smell of dark heaven...

  • It was on. The heat!
    When you could not tell the truth about yourself...

  • My nativity at peril
    I wanted to stay away from myself...

  • Death was the beginning. My emancipation.
    Death of pre-memory thoughts. I am ready to...

  • They will not allow the assisted suicide.
    The beetles; fiery and drunk...

  • And now the pain wants me to speak,
    the words, but I wanted to listen...

  • Nothing to look forward
    I return my gifts today...

  • It was the hiatus
    that underlying silence...

  • Distance was increasing
    in spewing rage...

  • Sitting on the heap of debris
    I decided to move one day...