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Fall and Death

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Satish Verma

The space between
inside and outside was absent.
Education fails.

What is the door made
to guide a life? The tears can
not melt the rocks.

Here the pond is not
deep. You cannot bury the temple
of a broken god to sleep on a mirror.

I was Lonely

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Satish Verma

Immaculate, when the
copper gods live with half-deads,
the gold freedom brings disaster.

It was enough. I cannot
calculate the runaway wealth. Do you
ever think, where you keep your words?

Between true and false
the stones melt. The dust would not die.
Positively insane, the pain goes private.

Ceremony of Darkness

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Satish Verma

When you don't understand
me, I make new words in the river
of flowers. Why was the fury?

When the mountain falls,
your love caves in preserving the
pain of separation. Invisible?

What should I do? The
call of the cricket appears more and
less beyond the bitterness of man.

Most Secret Suffering

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Satish Verma

What for? Will you encounter
yourself to find the faults of you. You
want to change the route of destiny?

My unknown pain is
still unborn. You cannot change the
rout of a shivering body.

Anything to forget?
Do you ever think of soul. Gathering
of thoughts has started. It is pure my sorrow!

Acoustics

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Satish Verma

I take the onus to kill
my tears. Let the rose garden burn
to send you perfumed clouds stealthily.

Impunity may prevail.
You sign your death warrant to
give a white pardon to black bears.

Why the moon is trending
in a different manner. I was livid
tonight not to see any honeymooners.

And the Sky Descends

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Satish Verma

Continuity persists
You want to put your price in every
event. I reduce my cost before the sun.

Some part dies in me
daily. Who breaks the surface
of water to sink my boat?

Was there any limit
of animalism, in genocide of
innocents going back home in dark?

Revolutionary

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Satish Verma

Less-- yes more less
light arrived with abundance
of pain. Unhinged fear takes over.

Souls don't sleep. We
meet in the dark to wash the conscience
and think about eventuality.

What is attachment?
Lovers always suffer. You understand the
tormentor. Take off the skin.

Circulatory Brings Distance

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Satish Verma

In your gold mirror your
image is coming black. You have a delusion
of deafening to leave this world.

You wanted space, claimed
by water. There was glitter in your
eyes of hidden dreams.

How to steal the moon
for a morning star. I will write
your name in big letters on the rock.

Pain Always Moves

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Satish Verma

Nowadays words become
hollow, when no blood drips. Here
the caravan stops near the dried river.

Between arrival and departure
lies the big jungle on fire. A meaning
drops dead in the prayer to unsee pain.

You carry the burden of
last birth not to welcome the god absent
when the guests have arrived.