Author Information
Dark Skinned Love
Folder:
Satish Verma Winter will not go.
Yes it was my vengeance. Will wear the
ochre color. Look- where I have come.
Will you ever dance in
a triangle? The wisdom kills. How far
was the center? Lots of smoke.
Peel of the tangerine.
I want to see how much the moon bleeds.
Small words scream. Winter will not go.
