Again studying moral
philosophy. You were washing the eyes.
O half love, take off the gloves.
It kills me. Unmasked
moon has a message to deliver,
of divine tragedy. I start my epic saga.
I am cooling the cinders.
They are making holes in the heart. Blood
has dried on lips. It was inferno.
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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...