It signs in air to
blow people heart. Oh dear death.
This was a bizarre revenge.
There was a seismic
pain without a body. The great
ending. Stars were falling one by one.
Between salt and agni,
was it inequity? The unanswerable
mandate becomes a wrenching scream.
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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...
