Every thing is not true.
Lips moist, you are creating angels.
to stop the birth of exoplanets.
Who maps the protoplast?
And ten feet tall aliens, with long
hands to catch the bald headed eagles.
Wake and drink the
hawthorn. Ultimately it will make you
a king without a kingdom.
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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...
