Light a candle. It burns
white in a black stormless garden
undressing the anger of water.
What do you do with
my poems? Where will the libido
go? Something has been left behind?
Ah, my friend, what is
relationship in a millennium ?Was it
a song to a lone nightingale?
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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...
