Between right and wrong,
variant of blood wants to crash with
human beings. Don't alter the bases.
My genome is taking
a turn. I will search for peace in
funeral home at dusk.
I will leave behind every
thing. I don't ask to carry any
item with me, not even a pain.
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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...
Two Face
Between right and wrong,
variant of blood wants to crash with
human beings. Don't alter the bases.
My genome is taking
a turn. I will search for peace in
funeral home at dusk.
I will leave behind every
thing. I don't ask to carry any
item with me, not even a pain.