Satish Verma
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Pure MundanityA Poem by Satish VermaIt should not have happened. But it has. For a god |
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In StillnessA Poem by Satish VermaA long night― unending was, |
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Trying To SleepA Poem by Satish VermaFor a lake feel to find the four-leaf clover |
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The WillA Poem by Satish VermaWhen I asked you to drop the millstone― |
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DestructivenessA Poem by Satish VermaYou were comfortable, when you abused in native speech. |
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This SummerA Poem by Satish VermaThe candle burns your thumb.Night will |
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The Wasted CharmA Poem by Satish VermaAnother― frozen relationship |
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A Hanging TaleA Poem by Satish VermaYour hands tremble, when you accept― |
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Just MeanderingA Poem by Satish VermaIn search of― lotus flower, |
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Hidden PathsA Poem by Satish VermaAutumn sets deeper, after equinox. The |