You were too nascent
to understand a hominin. This is
called a reverse evolution.
You reached the pyre to see
the curse prevailing after the massacre
of the other side to become an iridescent star.
No one dies in books.
This was my imagination. You can walk
on my property of love and tears.
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...
