Predators. I am hurt
easily. The fog covers the footprints.
Are you sure, I will scream?
Why is Pythagoras being
studied again like Einstein? Can you hold
the pain like an oleander winding up roses?
When the will and
award collide, crossing the sands,
Can you stay in water of words?
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...
