When I started seeing you, needs were 
accumulating. A great paradox. 
The price is high for stoicism. 
My inner life gets battering 
Give me something to think of escape. 

It was not a deliverance. I was learning 
daily from the elixirs, a prudent toxin. 
The other story is simple. It was the game of 
enchanting annihilation. 

Miracles sometimes suffer in the hands of 
ordinary. The scales start tilting. No body 
stops for you. Grief becomes your partner, 
Silence in your bed. 

The silence is ultimately the moment of 
truth. Truth erases the lie and seals a 
kiss of death.

Satish Verma

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MUM IS THE WORD...

When I started seeing you, needs were 
accumulating. A great paradox. 
The price is high for stoicism. 
My inner life gets battering 
Give me something to think of escape. 

It was not a deliverance. I was learning 
daily from the elixirs, a prudent toxin. 
The other story is simple. It was the game of 
enchanting annihilation. 

Miracles sometimes suffer in the hands of 
ordinary. The scales start tilting. No body 
stops for you. Grief becomes your partner, 
Silence in your bed. 

The silence is ultimately the moment of 
truth. Truth erases the lie and seals a 
kiss of death.

Satish Verma

------------------------------------------------------------------

MUM IS THE WORD...

When I started seeing you, needs were 
accumulating. A great paradox. 
The price is high for stoicism. 
My inner life gets battering 
Give me something to think of escape. 

It was not a deliverance. I was learning 
daily from the elixirs, a prudent toxin. 
The other story is simple. It was the game of 
enchanting annihilation. 

Miracles sometimes suffer in the hands of 
ordinary. The scales start tilting. No body 
stops for you. Grief becomes your partner, 
Silence in your bed. 

The silence is ultimately the moment of 
truth. Truth erases the lie and seals a 
kiss of death.

Satish Verma

------------------------------------------------------------------

MUM IS THE WORD...

When I started seeing you, needs were 
accumulating. A great paradox. 
The price is high for stoicism. 
My inner life gets battering 
Give me something to think of escape. 

It was not a deliverance. I was learning 
daily from the elixirs, a prudent toxin. 
The other story is simple. It was the game of 
enchanting annihilation. 

Miracles sometimes suffer in the hands of 
ordinary. The scales start tilting. No body 
stops for you. Grief becomes your partner, 
Silence in your bed. 

The silence is ultimately the moment of 
truth. Truth erases the lie and seals a 
kiss of death.

Satish Verma

------------------------------------------------------------------

MUM IS THE WORD...

When I started seeing you, needs were 
accumulating. A great paradox. 
The price is high for stoicism. 
My inner life gets battering 
Give me something to think of escape. 

It was not a deliverance. I was learning 
daily from the elixirs, a prudent toxin. 
The other story is simple. It was the game of 
enchanting annihilation. 

Miracles sometimes suffer in the hands of 
ordinary. The scales start tilting. No body 
stops for you. Grief becomes your partner, 
Silence in your bed. 

The silence is ultimately the moment of 
truth. Truth erases the lie and seals a 
kiss of death.

Satish Verma

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About the Author:
Satish Verma is ferociously original. You feel resentment, outrage and violence, cannot pin it down but wonderfully spin your brain. Satish has the greatest sensibility which sweetly exploits the delicacies of human conflicts. His scions, doctors and engineers are living in USA. He chose to live back in his beloved country and resides in Ajmer (INDIA) with his spouse Kanta running the Charitable Holistic Institute of SEWA MANDIR FOUNDATION.