Half -said, put all the years
in a cup of pain and drink the tears.
For ever love, your last song
was going to meet my soul once again.
There are many hands but
no heart. Ask the king for peanuts.
A damper carried the blood
of the undying victims of the avalanche.
Why do you hide from the abuses
that will rebound to the innocent moon?
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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...