Satish Verma

Between the hope and 
betrayal lies the truth- 
a terra cotta version 
of time. 
A vitrified china will 
not reflect your face. 

You search the word's 
tragedy, in a wound's 

A speaking book repeats 
the sermon.Do not 
go after the questions.There 
are no answers. 

Prepare for the last rites 
of porcelain.Only the plastic mind 
knows the reality.