Satish Verma
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A Spirited DustA Poem by Satish VermaWas it a calculated risk, when it was poetry, |
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Each DayA Poem by Satish VermaThe suffering was suffering. |
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Beyond WordsA Poem by Satish VermaSkinned alive, as an aftermath of speaking |
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No RevengeA Poem by Satish VermaPenultimately, I pick up my choice |
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The Deep CutA Poem by Satish VermaUnder your baton, The targets are being |
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What Was LeftA Poem by Satish VermaA veiled threat, a muffled cry. It was not human. |
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For Heaven's SakeA Poem by Satish VermaIn shreds, the day has passed. |
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Tall SlogansA Poem by Satish VermaA futile attempt to go for a collection spree. |
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The IreA Poem by Satish VermaEncrypting the cause― of death. Why do you |
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From The EndA Poem by Satish VermaHard and brittle, the cost of sealing the lips |
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