Trying to solve the puzzles
of life. Is it not you morphed cloud of
lips in fusion of love and stings?
The heart of a fig tree says
it with flowers. Why did you look back?
Would you like to sleep under the stones?
Invent a truth like a lie.
Critique will give the jdgement. Why
the moon will confess a murder.
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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...