Segregation between roses
and jasmines was a mega pain. Bad
bones had left the footprints of blood.
Follow the truth, I assume
but life is very short to prove the
validity if you offer your blood to a hungry fish.
The day was very dark,
The sun was wobbling. From the darkness
light will come back ripping the wall.
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Satish Verma Poems
PoésieSatish 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...