Verbatim. I will repeat
a note from the unknown. No one knows
the truth. Creativity faints in the cauldron.
Can you destroy the ism?
A lie becomes a transgender enduring
the swaying brain fog.
Like the butterflies a short
span to live. The moral failure
wins, You lied the predator will eat grass.
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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...
