Will not inaugurate the
pain of truth for blood. Whether eyes
or the moon, I won't have a standoff with the sky.
What would have prescience to
kill the twilight. Dream merchant was not my
oracle. I will keep licking my wounds
A marbled affair. I
will dig the grave with a golden shovel.
The hybrid has brought a broom.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Satish Verma Poems
PoesíaSatish 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...
