This is intrigue love
and hate of two entities. Sunset was
half. The moon prematurely strips on.
There was no endgame.
Who had nailed the lake? I live in
the moment. Have you seen the death laughing.
The vessel breaks, when
you wear the veil. My religion is unique.
I only love the truth of agni.
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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...