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Satsih Verma
Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Hope Was Done
With minimum solar
effect on black spots of war and
peace. I was trying little water for sanity.
I always weave dreams
to invite my moon, so that I can
see your beautiful eyes.
Don't go my angel back
to your abode in deep sea.
Earth was burning. I am on fire.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Street Weighs Steps
My moon crashed
on the terrace tonight. I want
to say good night queen!
Collecting the ash
from the forehead of sun I
ask the cobra to strike.
Where will you find
hemlock? It slowly ascends
the limbs. Like my dream.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
A Living Death
I may be saying
goodbye under the stars dust.
At distance moon burned.
I was not familiar
with the shadow of eyes, that
moves faster then vision.
The morning sun
uncovers the pain of sky. How
far was the lotus in lake?
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Green Valley
Your chair is unoccupied.
I am waiting for you to come.
You will not.
Why it happens? When
I touch you. You are not there.
A silent poem writes your name.
Untouchable was your
pain. An eagle hovers in blue sky
to pick up the child of death.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Take Me In Arms
I won't give up.
Don't throw the water on me.
I am playing with fire.
Killing quietly, you
slither like a snake to change
the *** in honor of seizing power.
Why death was being
sold very cheap, after the wrath.
Paper-thin love carries Himalaya.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Repeat History
That used to cover me.
My poetics. Now stars drag
the space and time.
This was a poet's dream.
It will wash away the wounds
of my past one day.
Why didn't you give
me a kiss a day, when I had
burned my pale hands?
#life
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Satsih Verma
Sep 2020
Too Proud To Bend
My bruised words
explode. I don't find any
meaning in life.
Why you meet a cobra
and shut your eyes? Time? Will
not wait for the birth of sun?
Darkness breeds thoughts
I break you first then remake
you in twilight to welcome moon.
#life
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