What was tyranny, if there
were no tears. The stranger lures you
to beehive, how they protect ethnicity.
The tarentula has another
tricks to peel off the skin of your lips
to create chaos to shut your mouth.
You are walking in a dark
tunnel, fractured and hungry.
Who will find the path of love in moonlight?
YOU ARE READING
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...