Satish Verma


The Resonance


In blue, 
starry night. 
Who was ephemeral? 
The shifting sand? 
 

 
The evil, 
in turbulent waters, 
outlives- 
the flames. 
 

 
Charred, 
earthscape. 
It was becoming an art. 
You have countless abstracts.



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