Invoke your god.
It is difficult to stand alone,
Only puppets come to make a crowd.
As the Icebergs burn,
I collect the roses. I write your
name daily and then forget myself.
How green was my
love, O Almighty Why to walk on
the tightrope to prove my integrity.
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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...
Stings Go Deep
Invoke your god.
It is difficult to stand alone,
Only puppets come to make a crowd.
As the Icebergs burn,
I collect the roses. I write your
name daily and then forget myself.
How green was my
love, O Almighty Why to walk on
the tightrope to prove my integrity.