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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Rereading History
A drop of ocean
in your eyes goes pink.
A beautiful sunset.
If ever I lose you
I will never believe in
blue darkness of lips.
Tell me who was the
killer when I said I love you
to the end of earth.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Pain Of Pain
Between love and hate
how do I meet you, when you
reject the kiss of flame?
This was invisible
love, before sunrise. Dream gazer
goes green in dark.
Hawthorn waits today
of another god's son. Do you
believe in bloodless ******?
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Thou Shall Not Cry
Moon disrobed today
to show the wounds. Why
were you bending a lot?
There was tremendous
bone loss. You would not jump
the pain. You touch my arm.
Then bare chest sweats.
You have to dig the answers
from the buried questions.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Deep Fears
Drop your haves and
have-nots. When you lose things
you are at peace.
From time immemorial.
I was hunting the moon
and you slept.
You never woke, my
god limbless you didn't
move, when earth was dying.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
In Coexistence
It never happened before.
You burned me by sending blue
light from your sepia eyes.
In night the goddess walks
out of the painting. The new moon
turns around to kiss me.
Are you real or
humanoid? I unwrap my pain
and set you free from tears.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Understanding Me
Avoiding haters
I kept quiet to exit from
quicksand of terminology.
Where do we meet
at horizon? I wanted to
say hello to bright moon.
Life betrays. I stumble.
Look at far distance. A supernova
was going to explode.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
O God
You were so afraid
of yourself, that you refuse
to cry without me.
When you were to cross
the path of moon, all the stars
trembled in dark night.
It was on, the ventilator
to revive a dead poem, before
I was born to die in your hands.
#life
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