I was trying to mend
my mutilated poems without you.
Sometimes a nimble hand hurts.
When you cheat on the
truth. I knew you were not made of
same element like me.
Age has caught up with
my pains. I cannot revolt against
true love. Beauty is always cruel.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Satish Verma Poems
PoesíaSatish 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...
