Satish Verma
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In Burial HomeA Poem by Satish VermaNot for me, this politics of living |
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Moment Of HubrisA Poem by Satish VermaDiscarding― the past, systematically, |
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Green FireA Poem by Satish VermaWhen I need something. I will ask you. |
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Who Answers?A Poem by Satish VermaTime was the great avenger. |
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A Window SpeaksA Poem by Satish VermaShadows― were lengthening. |
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InconsistencyA Poem by Satish VermaDepression― was deep blue. |
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Old HabitsA Poem by Satish VermaI wanted to make you my friend. |
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ReferendumA Poem by Satish VermaThe sins of mortals have become ordinary. |
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Escaping The WaitA Poem by Satish VermaPerfect domes― beehived. |
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When The Smoke RisesA Poem by Satish VermaWriting poems on your lips, |
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