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Satsih Verma Aug 2023
Sovereignty of thoughts
in the well of eyes. Something tells
about love. Who dictates the blood?

Morosity develops, when
alien hand catches you.Stark naked
buds of roses tear the sun.

It was anonymous to
open the eyes of flames.The lightning
will clear drops of my tears.
Satsih Verma Aug 2023
The predator delivers
the justice of hunch, when fusion begins.
You become your best friend.

I was not there. No
flexibility for cyanide. I will accept
the end. I will count my all wrongs.

Think, my mind thinks again
Do you know what life drinks in
sleep? I was not honest to death.
Satsih Verma Aug 2023
Unmasking to remain
human. Listen, listen to my bane.
I am neither living, nor dead.

I am left with what I am not.
after you walked away with Agni.
My footfalls resound in water.

I am taking care of
lovebirds. They miss you when calls
don't come and food runs short.
Satsih Verma Aug 2023
Nothing belongs to me.
This is my vendetta to **** the pain.
Let it go. Chop the outgrowth.

Reading life's books again.
The Author is the same, but the ink
has changed. I am reverting to red.

Have you ever seen
blood white and the river was red
in the sun, the horizon was burning?
Satsih Verma Aug 2023
Your chair is unoccupied.
I am waiting for you to come.
But you will not.

Why does it happen?
When I touch you, you are not there.
A silent poem writes your name.

Untouchable was your
pain. An eagle hovers in the blue sky
to pick up the child of death.
Satsih Verma Aug 2023
Pain of the day comes
again to light the lamp.The moths
are ready to become fumes.

What a hidden beauty
of love! No one wants to see the silo
burn.Who kills the god?

One day seeds will explode.
They had given a promise to build a
huge tree of bo for Buddha.
Satsih Verma Aug 2023
You are my philosophy.
I am your uncertainty. Love
belongs to pain.

Shattered with absolutes,
I want to remain single with the
flowers. Nobody wants to think.

Will logic give you power?
Or does the meaning make it clear?
Life was walking with death.
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