You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold the grief.
I was looking at the sky, vultures have gone. But pugmarks of hyenas are very distinct around the house. I am saving the chocolates for winter kidnapping the heart. You said it was an irony to sing a heart-breaking song!
Satish Verma
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POINT OF VIEW
You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold the grief.
I was looking at the sky, vultures have gone. But pugmarks of hyenas are very distinct around the house. I am saving the chocolates for winter kidnapping the heart. You said it was an irony to sing a heart-breaking song!
Satish Verma
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POINT OF VIEW
You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold the grief.
I was looking at the sky, vultures have gone. But pugmarks of hyenas are very distinct around the house. I am saving the chocolates for winter kidnapping the heart. You said it was an irony to sing a heart-breaking song!
Satish Verma
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POINT OF VIEW
You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold the grief.
I was looking at the sky, vultures have gone. But pugmarks of hyenas are very distinct around the house. I am saving the chocolates for winter kidnapping the heart. You said it was an irony to sing a heart-breaking song!
Satish Verma
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POINT OF VIEW
You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold the grief.
I was looking at the sky, vultures have gone. But pugmarks of hyenas are very distinct around the house. I am saving the chocolates for winter kidnapping the heart. You said it was an irony to sing a heart-breaking song!
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. |