You want to violate
yourself. Counting the deaths one by
one. Bones break but flesh remembers.
I have not seen you
perfect. What was being? My pain
was omnipresent. You walk on the dead sea.
There was no pause
in the essence of love. Was it
beyond the acceptance of defeat?
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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...
