STEPPING OUT by Satish Verma
In the valley of death one more guest arrives. By my sleep, there is a soul search. Take off the lid from silence. Unlach the door. The wounded sun was coming. Be my grief to wash the eyes. Unclench my fist. I want to write the name of fallen god. Inhale the sulphur and draw the moon. Night was coming to take revenge. […]
SOVEREIGNTY by Satish Verma
Living someone’s else death? Was that an explicit experiment? Starting with an Adonis to stitch the wounds of angels. An unlikely walk through the tumor of breast, where no milk ejects the ancestory. I hold the words without meaning. It was a tragic flow of history. The echo was searching a sky. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Song Of Unquiet Spirit by Satish Verma
Staples were traveling on the epiderm, thanking the wounds. The dust, the eternal ugliness were growling. Riveting drama: a royal swanking for a macabre heist. A bizarre charisma overtakes the cozy lips. I was green, and I was a cloud where the sunflowers meet beneath the sun. Blind poppies assert themselves unfurling a flag of milky sap. The wasps were going- to become stingless. Satish Verma Poetry […]
SOMALIA CALLING by Satish Verma
I met a talking moon on the road of death. What easily comes, goes easily with winds. I was counting the ribs of my dying child. He went into the woods to fight the unknown wars of hunger. Bunker: it went into flames sailing into brilliance of space. I am going to inherit the black grains of molten day. How I will confront the night […]
Solitudes by Satish Verma
The questions hang like skin tags. A broken mirror, stabs during birth of time. We have got to do it, save it in its infancy, before it is submerged along with the temple of fake gods: – before it is plagiarized by the polity. The wives were fattening on art of running the state from behind the curtains. Would you like to […]
SNAKE CHARMING by Satish Verma
The occult was scrounging in stringent way to resurrect the past. No answer. There will never be an answer. Where questions stand an answer was not there. Acquittal in setting sun. Endless love making had passed with the moon. We will not- recreate the bronzed body. Night, curse and a tale of purple, pink horse, accepting a libation for the penile god. A savior […]
Smiling Buddha by Satish Verma
A rapt moon was listening a tale of two murders. Across the caste, fingernails were digging in to give – a putsch to darkness, unhappened in vain. A word tears into the untouched pain and I bleed for the golden birds. Can you transcend an apparition alighting on impermanence? Time was brewing a revolution of untold jokes. Death moves in a circle to negotiate peace […]
Singing Darkness by Satish Verma
In hirsute adolescence a narcissist climbs the breast and becomes a graveyard of moons. Talking of marginality, a hole in the chest ejects a secret of peachy skin when wind was selling sex. Most corrupt was me always telling truth about the warm eggs of chaotic legs who will not climb down the street. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Sin and Prayer by Satish Verma
I am pulling out from the committed sin, cadaver walking, digging the gold from the pit. Footwears of dead men were heaped into a pile when god was praying. Was it a perceived tragedy of a man drawing doodles to offset the sunset? You were alone, dousing the fire and shaping the clay. The hamlet was less inclined to intercede. Your flesh slips […]
Silver Trails by Satish Verma
By the moon I drink you again. The night is trembling; ruffles the colossal tears. The terrible ache of the illegitimate mercy. I am not accepting any poem half-dead under my pen. The invisible force, bribing the tears was a grace uncalled for. I am going to forget the date of my cessation. It was a false peace of the womb. There was no banality in […]
Sidelined by Satish Verma
A sorcerer moon was rising amidst grizzly clouds. A lurid willingness of night to surrender was evident- skimming the stars. A pact was inked between an antiheroine and a renegade. An apostate- will find the refuge in serenades. The feline grace jars the sexism by sitting on the fence. A blue ocean will churn out the urn of lethal poison. That flame. Can you kill the […]
Shimmering by Satish Verma
The sizzling legs wait for an infinitesimal pause to learn on approaching zero. I am not cultish: the egg has walked out on a dwarf mother. The dead horse was rising after eating dirt. Naked flame will decide for – the rights of a man in a hot night. Deferred a perfect landing on cherries. The colors were fighting for the supremacy of twisted necks. […]
SELF-WATCH by Satish Verma
Have not crossed the street in many years to greet you. A slice of moon leaves footprints in blood. Maintaining the perfection you start giving names to trees. Paraplegia: you start dismanteling the life in search of romance with death for immersing the dreams. Take hold of my arms I want to invent your portrait in sands of nocturne. Drink the milk of silence. It is […]
Searing Heat by Satish Verma
An ascetic dies in a shoe spilling blood. A surreal moon wants to investigate – a sectarian divide of fraudulent sky. And you want to be buried under rose petals – courting controversies to clean the polluted river. A lifeboat was needed to take you for a quiz – singing national anthem. Emblematic, You were sharpening your nails. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
SCULPTURING by Satish Verma
It does not work; the manipulation of the fast. The genomic fugitive nurtures a home of light, windswept pyre. Under the prophet a gloom unloosens the absolute. Now as you weave a pattern of lies, the page hits. The book is thrown into fire. The words swim, break the grief of naked sun. There is flooding of wombs. Who will conceive a god? Between […]
SCARY DANCE by Satish Verma
Immersion in a regal carnage. Ash colored dawn was gang-raped. A bullet-ridden sexism shuts out the fame. Starts a chilling confession. O, my orion I adore your ruffled stance. Do not make a kill. Sunflower, why your seeds were participating in bonfire of a moon? They came for a sexual encounter. But found a prism […]
REVOLT OF A SUTRA by Satish Verma
Spooked by a two headed snake, a double of a living person squirms. A moral crisis comes out of a cage. The private space is violated and bloodbath of robins start- to understand the unrest. Antimatter will keep the mystery alive. A distorted truth falls in your lap like a figurine asking your pardon. The dogma lies in mess. Chronology moves forward for future […]
REGENERATING by Satish Verma
The trembling hands were ostrasized for living more than the mafia. Why the marigold will not use the magical potent to understand the conceit? Wounded by street an unease settles on devestated trees. How the broken moon will rise now? The giver will not distort the truth for the sake of bleak landscape. Seeds were waiting to sprout. You can bend the rainbow. Night […]
REFLECTING THE PRAISES by Satish Verma
And you explore me- to the limits of enchantment. As I was- dying in a nonfiction. Half brothers- were moving like pincers to catch a pen like a little solidier. Sad little god was telling I do, I am moving in non-existent darkness for a sundial. A lobster- was trying to climb on an ancient throne. He wanted to become a neoking. And throw his weight for the […]
PURE STEEL by Satish Verma
Coming near the incarnation of an unknown, sunflower seeds were cracking. Trickling down the cleavage of a tormentor reaching near the edge of poetry. I ask you to clamp my name, the gash on the book was bleeding. Was it discretion of night to decorate a battered and abused body of a doll? Naked you cry on the shoulder […]
PROGNOSIS by Satish Verma
Did you foresee it? It was coming. The freaked guilt of failed attempt to get yourself kissed by a flame in the androgynous temptation of dark. One legitimate delay in dying of moon’s tears? The weather had fizzled out during wild winds and the summer was slowly starting a whispering campaign against the clouds. My enemy for sweet revenge will not halt […]
PRESCIENCE by Satish Verma
There was no colour in the nude and skin deep fire was raging not leaving much of a trail. A Janus cat, that is our man of polity with two faces. Walking alone at midnight, that is larger than life, on death of a galaxy, where – the crack of dawn meets dandelion to decide the course of bloody day. They were – […]
Praying Hurriedly by Satish Verma
You were trampeling on a wasp, when sprouts were generating Escherichia. Dirt. Romping around. How many corpses were there? Why can’t you tell the exact figure? Under the carpet the shoes will help. The need to jump from the rostrum? Was it not a banal show? The giggling girls threw a cordon around the sheep. The trembling flesh. Somebody walked away with the […]
PLEADING by Satish Verma
Mooneater, I am my poem: fantasy of words traveling through fog. When light sneaks in, would you like to weep with me? Dear death, I am not ready to close my chapter. You are you but I am not me – taking a flight in dark. Disintegrating, I am collecting the spiderwebs to catch the moon. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
PERCEPTION by Satish Verma
Lips of clay tend to bleed my kisses. And the distant moon treads softly on the spent passion. A private crimson blunts the whiteness of moon. The birds- step out from the fog. Last moments – of the bell to announce the schizophrenic flesh sailing like snowflakes. A primordial fear – was destroying the profile of man. Here it goes- the spiritual enigma. A blast of stunned silence: I […]
Pandering by Satish Verma
In a haunting trove -; there was a synthetic insanity. I asked the moon to scan the chest. Fever was rising. You eject your eyes in a bowl of silver to read the lines of money. A stark effect overwhelms the spectrum, like the components of a booty, to be digested for deep flaws of society. I should, if I could rip open the zipped […]
OPTIONS by Satish Verma
Enemy was within; invisible, biting into iris. Sea was asking, would you like to sign on my waves? I was carrying the relics. Body wants to take revenge. Lifting a kiss from your lips. O my death, I am living again; changing the clothes. A swarm of honey bees was decending, near a volcano. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Olive Branch by Satish Verma
Anti-howling receives the deserter. There was a mass breast-beating without any noise. The pugnacious jaw drops. Shows a frail sensitivity to tormented values – of invisible mirrors, shutting down the wolf’s face. An ancient spider jumps on your bronzed ego. A transsexual walks on the ramp to defend her territory. Cucumbers would jump to conceive […]
OFF-LIMITS by Satish Verma
There was a soul-searching after a negative assassination tearing my past, my future. Beneath the burden lies the mountain of bail-outs. You don’t feel whole in shadows of countings. The borders were breached for lavish darkness alive under the full moon. Was it a flight risk in a swan lake, when you were taking a […]
Oblivion by Satish Verma
A cutaneous drip. The young moon drinks the dew unbuttoning a rose. A fierce wind rubs against the golden triangle to invite a violet sting. Eyes armed with green thumbs go for a swim in rage. The lake unloosens a blood moon. No inscense will rise from the tomb of a lover, unless he dies with a style. Crossing the gray lines, I will […]
O You by Satish Verma
A monster from a tree jumps and runs around the bushes to mate. A blank statement is issued. The system groans and collective pshyche fails. A stark silence for the food for thoughts. I sit down to meditate- to find the bloody answer for white death. The dirty work to sweep the floor. It smells like an amputated leg. Do we need to draw a […]
NIGHT RAID by Satish Verma
It was night sin of domesticity. Dyed, I am loading the white secret of pain in the hollow of a mayhem. Till every blunder takes a downward flight striping the outsized image of a kill. His flames are now singeing the eyebrows of angels. His foes have entered the compound. The black was alluringly looped […]
Night Light by Satish Verma
That cameo was my secret grief. He will make you sing, the hooded moon. Not a sacred thing Kissing the toes of a traveller for fecundity. In doorway it was between us and them for bargaining for Dahlias. Lips unkissed will call for honey from bees. Eyes will srarch for a candle. In alien land of flames and tumultuous desires, the golden breasts will take […]
Muttering by Satish Verma
Miranda: talk to your restive soul, elementally abstract. Home – was minimal comfort, for the flying birds. Clock, to explode today on your face. You were eying the bride, in turbulent sky. Who had brought the moon at Agave’s feet? Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
MOURNING by Satish Verma
Throw a nude at him and he will make it a weapon- to rape a moon. Becomes a study to flaunt the dipping sun. Not mature enough to follow the hanging valley. Going nowhere. The black sky was immaculately blameless. This is the destiny of charred words. Untouchable now like a violence from a dew drop. I will not wipe out the dust from the bleary eyes […]
Moony Affair by Satish Verma
I take you in my arms. O moon. Crazed. You have become a muse of a dervish. I hear the noises. Inside. Beyond perception. I could have swapped with you. My rage. My skin. My solitary inside. Becoming a dagger into your heart jumping. Never falling you said. The evergreens. I have again failed.The crops. Standing, on the river. Not crossing the bridge. […]
Monument by Satish Verma
A pithy moon climbs on a skull to unmask the alien, blacker than coal. A pregnancy reduction was needed to prune out the motor plan of the moving target, who had- a neural circuitry for obstructing the light. Can you transcend a prude who will not accept a celibate? Not so sad, a beautiful face abandons the darkness. Satish Verma Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Metaphysical View by Satish Verma
Sitting between the knees, I am being bathed by intense anxiety and fear of harsh light. A canopy of doubts confronts the dignity versus anarchy for a watchman who will not dare open- the vault of truth. A fatal ire of imagination puts him to dire need of salvation. Was I moving from the wrong side of history in my zodiac to change the […]
MANY NAMESAKES by Satish Verma
Boots in air an elite brain hangs out from the tall tears. It does not search an exit. Time moves out with a murder in eyes. Leading a spartan life in a lair, in tune with absolutely zilch. A sexy mouth mimes for a glittering tree. Parakeets were coming in swarms. Can you believe, he […]
Lying on a Slab by Satish Verma
Belly crawl after a dance. Carnivores were ready to jump on flesh. That underground beauty still believes in battle of flowers – skirting the hills. I am at loss of words, to describe the burial – of a strongman. Misreading a child god, he still posits a human clause. Darkness challenges the rival. Death for a believer of a spiteful cult. Into the hole, a […]