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Satsih Verma Nov 2020
Is it futile to count
the tears of falling stars? Things
are slipping from my hands.

At night I talk with moon
and ask what was your game.
Trees look at me.

Lifeless, the sun hides.
It is raining again in poverty.
The words have lost meanings.
Satsih Verma Nov 2020
Don't drink in eye
of storm. Go and sit on
the seat of judgment.

Stars are beginning
to walk again. Tulips want to be
born again without moons.

So sad that I cannot
recall your face and I give
up my name for you.
Satsih Verma Nov 2020
The mirror looks *****
if you don't wipe out the blood
splattered during assassination.

Oh Godfather, the hourglass
was hypersensitive. Plucks the
time to go in reverse.

The flames become
blue. A humming bird hovers around
to find her old nest.
Satsih Verma Nov 2020
Either pain or smile!
No, you won't give any. But each
night every moon matters.

I was always speechless,
when you were steaming out.
The stone-deafs seldom listen.

Like barn owl, I dig
a hole in your heart. You
were melting like snow.
Satsih Verma Nov 2020
Life has become blue.
O moon, why did I let you in
under my skin.

How come you want
to change the world? First I
ask you to stay in my heart.

Now would you be
adorable? God! you have
been arrested by man.
Satsih Verma Nov 2020
Can you heal my
insomnia? Raise the bar
and eat your words.

You have stopped
singing. Take me moon I
am getting very hot.

Why people are dying
without blood? Someone
was sending the message?
Satsih Verma Oct 2020
Death enters through
a hunter. A black fish jumps
to make water *****.

The racism divides
the color of human hair and
blood becomes a glacier.

Where the moon will
take bath in summer. Don't
declare that clouds are dried up.
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