Satish Verma

Gold Star - 14,977 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

361. Blackened Seeds 5/5/2014
362. Blackest Mood 6/7/2016
363. Blackness Of Moon 5/12/2015
364. Blackwater 5/18/2011
365. Blameless? 3/9/2010
366. Blankscape 1/12/2010
367. Blast 8/24/2008
368. Blazing Trail 3/26/2008
369. Bleeding 7/3/2010
370. Bleeding Day 9/7/2009
371. Bleeding Heart 9/29/2007
372. Blemishes 6/30/2012
373. Blending 6/6/2016
374. Blessing 11/25/2014
375. Blind Alleys 3/6/2013
376. Blind Encounter 8/13/2012
377. Blind Swings 4/9/2009
378. Blind Walls 11/12/2007
379. Blindfolded 12/13/2007
380. Bliss Of Another Self 10/31/2007
381. Blistering Attack 12/21/2011
382. Blood Draped 11/24/2010
383. Blood Diary 12/7/2010
384. Blood Stained 1/1/2016
385. Blood Was On Sheet 2/18/2008
386. Bloodied Mouth 12/3/2007
387. Bloodless Eyes 3/16/2016
388. Bloodscape 9/30/2009
389. Blue Divinity 4/2/2008
390. Blue Heights 8/9/2012
391. Blue Mountains 5/10/2012
392. Blue Sky 1/13/2009
393. Blue Valley 1/14/2015
394. Boat Capsizes 2/26/2008
395. Bodhisattava 7/11/2008
396. Body Game 2/2/2010
397. Body Recomes The Path 10/31/2007
398. Body Script 4/27/2012
399. Bold Step 9/23/2009
400. Bon Voyage 1/3/2008
Best Poem of Satish Verma

Loss Of Identity

It was chillingly true.
You walked out─
of the soot, without
leaving any footprints.

There were some very
hard questions. Why─
did you snap,
while sparrows were mating?

Carnage. The roses
were burning inside. The
red cherries shriek and
run for the amnesty.

On the terrace, the yellow
moon descends for a─
word. Why the nukes were
pointed towards the spiders?

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Between This And That

There was a trust deficit
between the rose petals, under
the wheels and the moving feet.

It does not resolve the ancient
conflict of man with
the machine via perfume.

The smell of the pungent smoke,

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