Between lie and truth, let
me celebrate my mindset after killing my
consciousness, I am going to become a vagabond.
The artless love freaks out.
There was always a full stop after the
moon's death. Do you hear the weird thing?
History walks again on the sun path.
Between blood and bones of faith, war begins.
The myth will not explain the unexplained.
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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...