Still the blood flows.
like the smoke. the words fly away.
You have taken away my peace.
I need a tiger poem.
You will not share your hidden
pain. Are you a fugitive god?
You cannot change the
world. The hedgehogs would not
alter the neighbourhood of snakes.
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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...
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Still the blood flows.
like the smoke. the words fly away.
You have taken away my peace.
I need a tiger poem.
You will not share your hidden
pain. Are you a fugitive god?
You cannot change the
world. The hedgehogs would not
alter the neighbourhood of snakes.