You lived in me.
Pure words. Passion changes the
climate, when death is in the care of flowers.
You are playing a
pivotal role to mix hate and love.
Meanwhile I search for the light in darkness.
Ah, grace was not enough
What is mercy? We forget our religion.
Can you recite the sacred mantras?
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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...
