Satish Verma
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Clouds Were CollectingA Poem by Satish VermaTime was moving without wheels. |
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Keeping Head HighA Poem by Satish Vermaculture of shames you will need some divination |
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Some RehearsalsA Poem by Satish VermaTalking to moon tonight, in windless night. |
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The Blessings FailA Poem by Satish VermaIt was too loud to become a savior. You |
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No Man's LandA Poem by Satish VermaIt was an explicit "I"― deeply flawed. |
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Straight From DarkA Poem by Satish VermaMoon was walking like your shadow, |
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Red LightA Poem by Satish VermaA maverick― neither tears, nor scabs |
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In ReversalA Poem by Satish VermaThe philanderer― an anti-man, comes for regaining |
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In Ecstasy And PainA Poem by Satish VermaStargazing under a new sky. |
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A Life's WorthA Poem by Satish VermaThe brown dust― floats, while reading |
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