Heart simmers. Life would
never be the same. The perception
of pain moves with the quivering moon.
Everything was not real.
I don't want to become something.
You deceive yourself to become me.
Who was not, now rules ?
Humanity suffers. Sense of perception
will never be complete. I disappear.
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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...
