Why did you become
your own ghost? A smoke rises from
the roof. I don't want to hurt yourself.
I wear your name.
you are a godless temple. You hear the
voices but cannot see me.
You must have left me
near the burning ghat. The river
flows carrying the tears of Himalaya.
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...
