Holding On by Satish Verma
Bounty of landfall. I am collecting your berries. The castle has connived with the moat to end an era. The first step ends the journey. An avatar has accepted the bribe. Gather the tents and return the sky. My morale is sinking very low. The dream will wash the eyes to read the book again. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Hepatica by Satish Verma
Black livers? Are you really desperate after a vision? Miasma rising? A disheveled sky was calculating. Tide was turning back carrying the tremors of shores. Was that true, you faith thinning? I see myself getting ready for slanting moon eating seeds of death. It tears through the veils of abstract. Are you looking back at paralyzed sun who has swallowed a stabile? Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Haltering by Satish Verma
A red clock and the dwarf will not meet on the wall. Time slips out in virginal shyness. On the verge of collapse was an ossified civil group after emotive conception fails. Unambiguously an azure sky measures the human steps in somnambulant thoughts. You throw a bound kid in a water tank, after postpartum blues and walk away with a halter. Who will […]
Gyrations by Satish Verma
I am lifting your blood-soaked shirt giving the latitude to planet which broke the law. The elite wants to know, why you were still here, when steam was rising in golden night? An extended grief overtakes the wind in the flute. You become a free man walking naked. The gyres were calibrating the magi. An empty niche waits for a Buddha to take the re-birth. Satish Verma […]
Green Circle by Satish Verma
You are peeling me off like a crab. Time has sunk very low. For the hungry kids who was growing crab apples? Creating art, arriving between the pubes. A microfossil roosting within me. I could live without oxygen. Incandescent, the liquid wounds. I will not send any salvo. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Gray Dawn by Satish Verma
Sudden onset of an insertion going for a kill in bluish green valley. Pretend as if you are dead and start disintegrating. Your poverty of words disconnects you from cogitation and you start- walking in sleep. Cannot reach the breasts jutting out like pine cones – dismantling the invasion. You start manipulating the seeds. Fruits are nowhere in sight. The […]
Glitches by Satish Verma
It was more than I could take. The phallic paranoia. Can I come out of your body and kneel before death? Less than dark I dream of the nipples spurting out venom. A pumice raft of the crowd, sailing on the waves of narcissism. Invisible sharks on high seas open the lambs for salt. Can you eat your words please? There is nothing left on the plate. […]
Furious Wounds by Satish Verma
A hoot at midnight goes challenging the deaf. You strip to bones. The dawn persists: Will the sun on the sea kill the dreams? Do you see the gap between the clouds? I am going to make a heap of all the interstitial escapes. Flesheaters were scrawling on the cheeks. A revolution of wheels has failed. A baby dies in womb without A leap into […]
Flickering Dream by Satish Verma
It was your integrity at the time of ubiquitous pain of separation, you want to move the home away from home coming to terms with the trauma your shadow was not following you playing dead nuzzling the earth, racing to fill the void, entering the truthlessness this world of violence, of mayhem, of self-betrayal, the flags are not able to cover the nudity Satish […]
Fierce Mooning by Satish Verma
Trotting along; fighting death – with delaying techniques. Chemo had failed. Weeping Ashoka, how do I name you differently? I may not see you again. I am hurt, very badly. Absolutely rooted, firmly in autumn. My leaves were falling. Pushing back the interface between smiles and tears; the trespasser goes to moon. It was traditional, garlanding the poet- who had killed his muse. Satish Verma […]
Father’s Day by Satish Verma
Lashing out at invisible enemies you focus on virtue test – putting the ethics into incarceration, when you ask to dip the hand in boiling oil. Epiphany, a magnus tells, gives a sensual arousal. Without you I was fighting graffiti on no-name lips. The green eyes were watching. A terse detergent suicide.O my architect, what game you are playing with a […]
Faces by Satish Verma
You go for a daily ritual to water a passion tree; for greasy palms of petals of lewd figures. Always had a goddess in young days, now you are trying to find an erogenous zone in searing heat. It ia not raining. The impact of instant romanticism. The past throws the virtue in vain. Terror had been benevolent. The beasts and flowers, endless friendship of […]
EXISTENTIAL DILEMMMA by Satish Verma
Arrive with me in untainted light. Between two threats: life and death. Falling from mantle, there was no surrender. Bone-deep, I will ask you a question. What life has given to you and what death has taken from you? Read more in my eyes. You will find the ravines of hunger. For truth. No organic […]
Eternal Drift by Satish Verma
A hidden lump was revealed in annual ritual. You flung open the gates- to take away the regal pain. Was it a reprisal for a purple nail? Withdrawl was threatening. In the line of fire comes the guilt. The suicide in the goddess womb? Celebrate if you pull out. Floating on the drifting threat. The welts will sing the erotica. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Engagements by Satish Verma
I intuited. Something had crept into my room in dark, and slept on my bed devastating me. It was a moonbeam. There was no animal on the loose. Activism had empowered the gender base. One long nightmare started between innovation and miracle. Unwritten, I was loth to understand you. The abstract sky was ravishing the moon. I become visibly upset. Ask you to shut the door and start […]
Earthly Wounds by Satish Verma
Anatomy of fear, is revealed before me. Like a red flower opens. A shadowless figure, deathly-white holds my hand. You watch the wounded earth athirst, fumbling to catch the greens. Vomited blood when her womb was upturned to release the metal. Civet will leave the trail on convicted grass. The iron grip of greedy windows. The red ant hills were spewing white eggs. Now rains were […]
Drift Wood by Satish Verma
This politics of poverty erupts again, entrapped in arcane script. A code of words will find the fault lines. Coerced to wait in a black book, you start forgetting the rules of game. It hits you when you were writing a poem. At the end of the arguments a lynx eyed moon walks on the […]
DOWNHILL JOURNEY by Satish Verma
There was no need of a sharp knife in Calvaria. Night was fighting with the moon. From a concealed canvas I could find, galloping, black horses were gone. A duplicate key does not work now. The lock had been replaced on the door. Stairs were climbing on my stale body. The snowy peaks will not melt in sun. Disrobing the blue skin, under a […]
Doom’s Day by Satish Verma
The rapture was on prowl to get the believers. You knew what you should not have known about the baby blue. Aphasia, experiences an impulsive violence, beyond the dead. Bionic hands to capture the moment of swapping uremia with swastika. A lake ravishes the moon. No body will sleep tonight. Who was behind the divination? […]
Discretion by Satish Verma
Some apologies for the anatomy. Stain – has shifted to moon. No fragrance, no color, no dewfall. Night has been spooked. Disconnected – I will meet the transparent truth about the lies of a prose. Sick earth will receive the dismembered verse in locked embrace of bloody limbs. Raw diamonds- will teach to play with sex in the house of terror. When – you forget the […]
Delinquency by Satish Verma
It was a complete disaster. I will listen to moon tonight, while writing your name on bikini top, holding the pigeons. The birds had abandoned the walnut tree in haste. Between them can you see a butchered image of little god, who broke the cold chain of flirting and sat on a rosette of tears […]
Death In Exile by Satish Verma
He had pulled in many springs but failed to find a heaven. Asked not to look away. In absences he tried to enter the wounds again. An aboriginal pain flies over my shoulder. A spiritual failure of mankind? Counting unctuously the birds nesting on an invisible tree. This narration has no vocabulary. Only oily sounds of original lunacy. You want to cover an […]
DEATH AND VISION by Satish Verma
The doubters will cross the coals after the raid. Apology will not be in attendance. Sitting on the throne of cold blooded assassination, do you think justice demands the revenge? Whom you are killing, the body or the spirit? Heads will roll after debriefing. O my god, politics always enters the fray, when you are […]
Crowding by Satish Verma
Interlude cheats: the mind fails to understand. Demining refutes the salt. You know: the self-knowledge takes you to a tormentor for intimate relationship. A dirty hand scrapes the script. A sudden flight, you do not want to face the sun. I pick up a book and hide my face. Parkinson’s dilemma: The psychic persona was shaking or tremors in thought. Now unclasping. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
CROSSING THE DEAF by Satish Verma
A siege had an agenda for a suicide match. Treat him with dignity. A proxy face of a serial adultery. The collateral damage will not be undone. The aggressor denies the scrutiny. You will find some upheaved boats in his hideout. There cannot be any deniability for a long legged journey towards the hot coals. […]
Courting Fidelity by Satish Verma
It was a graceful exit with audacious idiocity. A cyclops was going for a dress disaster. Visitation of flesh, mars the beauty. Cheating starts between the pails of tears. I start hitting the planet. Let the bride sleep in fog. A volcano was going to shed the sperms on your shirt. Satish Verma Poetry In […]
Contraptions by Satish Verma
When I was arranging daffodils you send in tanks. The sky was overcast. When I was talking to clouds Fireballs are delivered. That signals the specific gravity is shifting to knobs. The artist was going to disappear. I think of faithfulls. How beautifully they talk of two moons. I had decided to quit when you send in a hymn. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Confessional Hurt by Satish Verma
Holding the ladder I was hungry looking at the waiting dawn. Raw landscape: narcissism forages the belly. Picking up the figs from passion flowers. Is that right? Can you sow the seeds on a cloud? Unclothed words? Stealthily a guerilla smashes a summary of centre. A falconer releases a prey to feed an anarchy. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Commerce by Satish Verma
The snarled monogamy needs a firework. A solitary moon walks on a lake nonchalantly. The marriage between the planet and moon was falling apart. In amphora lies the secret of a jeweled crown. Cynical berries were searching a quartz to find the truth of the bush where the colors were mixed. There is no further news of half-crazy stars who became pretty girls to start trading their […]
Body Script by Satish Verma
Does it stir you, a body bag? Journey of million years stops here, decoding the numbers. A humming bird inflight catches a dilemma before the sun sets on the whirring wings. The moon will never be the same. Hanging by a thread a suicide bomber memorializes the unhealing land. Who will cry when he is gone? Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Battle For Madness by Satish Verma
I see it coming the end before the beginning. Of dawn. The midnight call. Impeachment was fragile. A satanic cult overwhelms the freedom of negation. Do yoy think we can move the tree of wisdom from the altar of ethics sending shots to the sky. From the grief of paradoxes Can you run away? One moment you exhibit the caked blood. Next moment it is dark. • […]
Bare Tongue by Satish Verma
It was a killing line. Walking on razor wire, when toes would not leave the sky and heels will not touch the ground. Myths and legends were becoming a witchcraft. Are you ready to eschew the classical script and write a new fable, about a life size robot, who will speak for millions and put […]
AWAY FROM HOME by Satish Verma
A frame lifts the skirt of a portrait and throws her genitalia on your face. A twin blast has taken place. Why did you stand for eclecticism? The fables will miss you and blue horse will not return home. The naked feet will roam on grass, when shoes will ask; what is the miracle? It happens once a while. Reified the colors into pink thighs – for every […]
Astigmatism by Satish Verma
Decoding the self-portrait in false exposure from me to light. The wounds hide the smell of alienation. The infinite was never created, as biological father. Crestfallen wallflowers went to protest. If you could find a god on the road. you must ask for the reason of astigmatic vision. There was an uncanny feeling; somebody was watching you. Afraid not to see; time was making […]
Armless Enemies by Satish Verma
In your domain walking with men of straw to immolate myself. If power was sacred why you did not stop the reversing of gender role? Oh, there was water on Mars streaking like the tears on your face. The apes were coming. There was elation and suspicion. The vortex of existence needs surgery. Unlikeness calls for introspection. I am asking god to pray for me. […]
Animation by Satish Verma
The animal thing inside: My half-brother, was unsettling me. Over the sunset I watch the drawing procession carrying the dead body of a tiger. The light is fading. The stripes were becoming a myth. The guest was ready to depart. I am holding the molten lava in an urn. In the black sky a satellite burns to undo the grief. There is no […]
An Art by Satish Verma
A calling from zietgeist; when a flute versus beast starts a power play. My world becomes wet. Amorous, when I watch a moth in your fist. A split moon peels off the cuticle, for a mega show of the cone, shedding cruciform sword. The white tiger leaps with precision, spilling the milk container. It was moonlight. The baked smile now gathers the teeth for […]
Afterimages by Satish Verma
A whisperer with its begging bowl wants a moon in alms. A candle burns in panic. The serpent was sitting in a prayer. The golden teeth will find the apples leafless, pleading for a fall. Stoking the fire, you step on a ghost. It was a fake, I scream. Do not tamper the ruins of the tower. They are going […]
A River Flows Underground by Satish Verma
That was unscarred night. The full moon was rising. A contagium had spurred it to go high. A brazen assault bleeds the painter’s eyes. He sees only red in the pubescent rage. She walks out of the stain, turning into ash, urchin’s brightest moon. Standing on the crossroads who was burning clouds? Rains will never come again. Phylogeny flattens the guns. We were hiding […]
A DARK HOUSE by Satish Verma
The accretion of a perfect squall when claws were out- scavenging novelties. A lewd paranoia slains a farewell in a trench. The chamber has vomited a mound of gold blinding a shell. The combs did not straighten the puff. The old man was very lonely. I would stop hunting the stings of a bare-chested moon. I recuse myself from judging […]