Satish Verma

Incubation was not 
complete. The thirst of 
thoughts will find a 
convoluted shell─ 
wrapping up the kernel. 

Throw a stone on the 
sinner. This was on 
me. I will accept the 
rocks to open up─ 
a fountain. 

There was a silver screen 
for the lovers. You will 
not regret for the raw 
emotions. A sperm whale 
in the sea will spew─ 
a streams of profanities.

Satish Verma