Do the words fight?
Abide by the amber. Ornaments
are ready. Humanness suffers.
You don't need a whip.
I was anorexic. The king had to
walk gingerly on the cupped hands.
The sun stands against
the wall. The purple moon will not
sit at the feet of light.
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...
