Treasure Island

Satish Verma

(5-6-1935)

Poems of Satish Verma

181. Anniversary Of Flirtation 10/27/2007
182. ANNOTATED FINGERS 12/6/2007
183. ANNUAL RITUAL 1/8/2009
184. ANONYMOUSLY 7/18/2013
185. ANOTHER BLOSSOM 10/27/2007
186. ANOTHER CREATION * 11/28/2008
187. ANOTHER JOURNEY 10/12/2007
188. ANOTHER LOVE 9/8/2009
189. ANOTHER NAME 12/29/2007
190. ANOTHER STROKE 9/4/2008
191. ANOTHER TOMORROW 12/20/2007
192. ANOTHER TRIAL 1/24/2009
193. ANSWERED... 6/27/2008
194. ANTIMATTER 10/19/2007
195. APARTHIED 11/9/2007
196. APPLE PICKING 11/21/2008
197. APPROXIMATELY 11/2/2009
198. ARCHAIC HUMOUR 10/24/2007
199. ARCHIVES 4/7/2008
200. Arithmeatic 2/25/2014

RAINS ARE COMING

Sleep me, conceive me like sphagnum;
propel me to essence of death.
Seeing has put me behind the truth,
objectively.
Like centipede, fear crawls in deep blind cave
throwing the feelers.
The gene has faltered. No red lights.
A paw, a blackboard, white lines
message is not clear.

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