I am going to stop
thinking about myself. Core of knowledge
fails. I am losing the dialogues.
How long do you have to
drink hemlock daily? The death comes
and goes back. Is it a magic?
Fever rises. Why you
are standing between the lotuses? What
was the secret of creating beauty in mud?
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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...