Sitting at my window,
the moon will mutate into full love
to give me a vulcanized pain.
The storm will snuff
the earthen lamp. You will not kiss
the poet to find the hidden mystery.
The doorkeeper stops
the sun. Everything is not wrong. You
want to erode the lie in darkness.
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...