When the dementia
persists, you don't know the other
side of pain. I search for a kind mind.
A presence speaks.
Your centre has no circumference..
The tangent doesn't know whom to touch.
You are sold now.
Estranged words were trying to find the
title of innocent homicide.
YOU ARE READING
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...
