The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light.
I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is rambling in dark woods. Faces have become stones.
No longer, the illustrious suffering will help. How to judge the verdict? Defence is proving the guilt, and desert shouts a single name. How many meanings should be thrown for one answer? The tears. Are they not sufficient to give the depth of immensity?
Satish Verma
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THE TEAR OF THINGS
The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light.
I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is rambling in dark woods. Faces have become stones.
No longer, the illustrious suffering will help. How to judge the verdict? Defence is proving the guilt, and desert shouts a single name. How many meanings should be thrown for one answer? The tears. Are they not sufficient to give the depth of immensity?
Satish Verma
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THE TEAR OF THINGS
The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light.
I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is rambling in dark woods. Faces have become stones.
No longer, the illustrious suffering will help. How to judge the verdict? Defence is proving the guilt, and desert shouts a single name. How many meanings should be thrown for one answer? The tears. Are they not sufficient to give the depth of immensity?
Satish Verma
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THE TEAR OF THINGS
The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light.
I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is rambling in dark woods. Faces have become stones.
No longer, the illustrious suffering will help. How to judge the verdict? Defence is proving the guilt, and desert shouts a single name. How many meanings should be thrown for one answer? The tears. Are they not sufficient to give the depth of immensity?
Satish Verma
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THE TEAR OF THINGS
The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light.
I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is rambling in dark woods. Faces have become stones.
No longer, the illustrious suffering will help. How to judge the verdict? Defence is proving the guilt, and desert shouts a single name. How many meanings should be thrown for one answer? The tears. Are they not sufficient to give the depth of immensity?
Satish Verma
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THE TEAR OF THINGS
The panther goes for the neck only. A body trembles on the stairs. Scarred bones are strewn around in the broad day light.
I sometimes hear a wailing sound. Here lies the scarf, the coat, the shoes. A nation is rambling in dark woods. Faces have become stones.
No longer, the illustrious suffering will help. How to judge the verdict? Defence is proving the guilt, and desert shouts a single name. How many meanings should be thrown for one answer? The tears. Are they not sufficient to give the depth of immensity?
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. |