Not manifest tomorrow.
No dominion. Give me back my
blue sky..I want to fly to the moon.
What is this pain? God
sneaks a look. There was no
death. Elements go and elements come.
To be born again. Here
is my broken spine. Still I stand
There is no truth without lies.
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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...
There Is No Center
Not manifest tomorrow.
No dominion. Give me back my
blue sky..I want to fly to the moon.
What is this pain? God
sneaks a look. There was no
death. Elements go and elements come.
To be born again. Here
is my broken spine. Still I stand
There is no truth without lies.