You are inflicting wounds
on you. Words change meanings in
dark. We have love, wars and peace.
I watch the bare sky.
Why to live, if mirage rules the head?
Can you go bardo-yes or no?
Meditation fails. I need
grand spatial fall. Day after the Agni
we collect the skeletons of thoughts.
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Satish Verma Poems
PoetrySatish Verma is ferociously original. You feel resentment, outrage and violence, cannot pin it down but wonderfully spin your brain. Satish has the greatest sensibility which sweetly exploits the delicacies of human conflicts. You are taken aback. T...
