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Satsih Verma
May 2022
The Dilemma of Pangs
Exploring the voyage of
a stairway. The trees would take
to learn the truth in the dark.
The mercy of water
speaks. We will not talk about
the ending of a trip in space.
The moral face appears
again in lingual pain. The dumb skin
chokes the trigger. No thought survives.
#life
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Satsih Verma
May 2022
Take Away my Wars
It was perseverance.
My flesh was Pi. You have discovered.
me in reverence for abrasion.
You run short of love.
Plus makes the truth. Pain creeps out
from the brown eyes of your face.
The smoke covers the
melted heart, when you walk. Moon climbs
down to meet the rival on earth.
#life
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Satsih Verma
May 2022
Uncharted Journey
When the trigger goes
upside down, the rage attacks on
you, though imperfectly.
You don't wanna come
where there is sun. A prudent pain
won't sit in the cool shade.
Step out from the memes.
Unleash the meanings of my words,
where you want to live.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Mar 2022
Who was Great?
In dark circles. You
were the target Plato sits at the
door. Socrates starts drinking hemlock.
The pain of orbiting was
very deep. The jasmine smell won't go.
The Ghost's steps were afraid to move.
No bell to ring. In
crystals I catch the red lips of
moon. The blue berries become sweet.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Mar 2022
Night is Done
I will not pick your
cherries. O god, neither you kiss
nor you remove your lips.
Sitting on a rainbow you
send the wolves to catch the rabbits.
Butterflies are happy to fly away.
You will come to rescue me,
when the king cobra raises his head.
But I was ready to sip the venom.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Mar 2022
Buddha is Reappearing
The real you comes on the
tip toe. It blows the mind. What was that?
A thought? Things are happening.
The fog is rising. You
didn't warn me. I was standing
a candle in the wind.
It would happen. I will
ask you to do makeup. We are
talking of the integrity of dying.
#life
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Satsih Verma
Feb 2022
In My Sadness
Give back my name.
You brutalize me by your big size.
The language of love needs transcription.
Violence mesmerizes you
to indigo. What kind of a gene turns
you into an animal for blood rhythm.
It is evening from
house to house. Under the fading
sunlight. I will invite Venus.
#life
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