Satish Verma
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A Long RoadA Poem by Satish VermaNothing to think for, at this moment. Faceless fears― |
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Muffled SoundsA Poem by Satish VermaLike the xenia effect the terror |
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OverwhelmedA Poem by Satish VermaNot scared by stings I will carry you in river to― |
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ImperfectionA Poem by Satish VermaFor image breaking I exile myself |
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When A God BleedsA Poem by Satish VermaCause of things― finding in myself in solitary |
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No ContemptA Poem by Satish VermaYearning to reach you like out of body experience. |
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Many ThingsA Poem by Satish VermaThe moment of truth for a flower seller. |
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Getting AcclimatedA Poem by Satish VermaFear is on rise. How long would you live with that? |
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Drawing A CircleA Poem by Satish VermaNudging the contempt, he wanted to become |
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Beginning Of VoyageA Poem by Satish VermaA fear stalks you in the dead city of broken paths. |