My mind burns very
fast. Not to see my own body, like
a sardine, laid as if it was my last birth.
This was an atmosphere
of abandonment. You cannot stop
yourself from seeing bloodbath everyday...
Let me share the sorrow
of the moon and the Bo tree. Can you
block the end times O god?
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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...
