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Satsih Verma Jul 2021
Can you wash the words?
They have become very *****. My
encounter with thorns was enlightening.

Do you think your navel
is still connected with your silent
ancestors? Take out your knife to **** time.

I know you were crying
all night. There was no opened door
to find the moon in dark eyes.
Satsih Verma Jul 2021
Answering a question
of life and truth, we come near the
absurdity. A third eye opens

Wearing the dark skin
in esoteric clairvoyance the moon
becomes a king of metaphors.

Love steals away the
poem. There was no complete story.
by accident. The pain lays bare the moonlight.
Satsih Verma Jul 2021
Can you read my poem
written for you O blind wizard?
Why did my voice not reach you?

It is not mental, You
give light in my eyes. I will give you
my eyes. Why vendetta between lovers?

I will sever off my
thumb one day I will not write
a ballad for you. I am not a slave of words.
Satsih Verma Jul 2021
It was not philanthropy.
I am interrupted daily. Surreal emotion
takes over. Trying to synchronize.

Man to man to become
human, inhaling pain, drinking moon-
light. Fever is coming down.

Pungent smell. I think
to do something. Clay ripens very
fast. Not responsible for killing light.
Satsih Verma Jul 2021
Be- what you want to be.
asking for fairness. Your thoughts don't
reach me in the dark. In day burial time comes.

How do you know
the arrival of the unknown was
coming soon? Destiny insists to know the end?

Who will be my escort to
stitch the shadows of broken dreams?
I need to know the power of your love.
Satsih Verma Jul 2021
Moon like a white panther,
waits in the dark when I was condemned
to live more in the crowd of predators.

Brutal smell of crocus
makes me insane. The fireflies are
unleashed to pick the sparks of love.

You re-imagine a dream.
who was spoiling the sun to burn
the forest where fawns live without violence?
Satsih Verma Jul 2021
The autocracy asks to
**** the language of nothingness for
the new adjectives. Did you change the heart?

My preview of absurd kindreds
was impossible. We haven't reached the
vocabulary of non-violence of gods.

The hostile sit into
appeal the boat on fire, not to go
in sea. There were many whales.
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