Tethered to the Bo tree,
first I see you, then I don't. Silence was
my strength between you and me
Water in water gives you
a mirror of greying heart in heart. that
never stops the beat even after death.
Can you sing in pain?
The blood blocks the voice of god
birthing in the twilight of my faults.
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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...