Abc Poems
Caved In
by Satish Verma
Between dead and live
god sleeps in the golden crib
to rename unborn.
In a recurring
triangle of deities, will you
ask burning questions?
Why do you ascend in
violence of words, when I gave
......
Leapfrogging
by Satish Verma
Claiming my earthiness
in the starry night. A cyclone will
soon make a landfall.
Bright planet writes
a poem guiding towards the
truth of wounded time.
Take an old coin, buy
poverty from the hands of god
......
After Rumi
by Satish Verma
A secret moon
climbs.
There was a sudden
drop of height.
All along you were
there, inside me―
to hold my tremors.
I will try to recall
......
Conclusion
by Satish Verma
Standing alone in
dying light, to find darkness of
sun crying in bushes.
You were not me in
shipwreck. The sea wos rising,
Will call doorkeeper.
Truth was not the need.
Will collect messages of
......
Minutes Into Hours
by Satish Verma
You do not mean, what
you say in dim voice, I
would, what I didn't say.
Light moves abruptly
to kill darkness. I was wounded.
Seeds would germinate?
Half a sun, King moves.
Queen sleeps on the golden bed.
......
Caved In
by Satish Verma
Between dead and live
god sleeps in the golden crib
to rename unborn.
In a recurring
triangle of deities, will you
ask burning questions?
Why do you ascend in
violence of words, when I gave
......
Essence
by Satish Verma
I am trying not to
think loud, analyse, undress scars.
Tremors will answer.
Not understood well.
Will write charity of giving
blood to unborn poems.
Sounds and dust have
no names. I bounce back
......
Conclusion
by Satish Verma
Standing alone in
dying light, to find darkness of
sun crying in bushes.
You were not me in
shipwreck. The sea wos rising,
Will call doorkeeper.
Truth was not the need.
Will collect messages of
......
Sailing Too Far
by Satish Verma
The priest drops the child
and will go celibate.
Time to wear a cloak.
Red clover weeps in
the veil. The moon will not stay
in the waning dark.
Will I face the sun,
when you don't stand by the―
......
Discerning
by Satish Verma
After descent was
a puerile attempt to save
the virgin's blues.
Blind faith kills one-all.
You bow down to touch feet of
semiclad idols.
Your half-grief to sell
the portrait of insane god
......
