Satish Verma

Silver Star - 3,502 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

2361. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
2362. Xulon 3/13/2008
2363. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
2364. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
2365. Yielding 7/27/2009
2366. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
2367. You 9/30/2007
2368. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
2369. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
2370. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
2371. Your Voice 6/13/2015
2372. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
2373. Yours Only 9/10/2011
2374. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
2375. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
2376. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
2377. बाहर आते हुए 9/1/2012
Best Poem of Satish Verma


Turns me on
I will write a poem.

Delirious moon had
picked me up from under the skin.

The safety pin was broken,
now a crowd will disrobe me.

Everytime when my pain makes you cry
oranges are not meant for the sale.

A collegium will stich up the wound.
Once upon a caste the country will go.

• On reading Orange Crush of Simone Muench.

Read the full of *impact

Rains Are Coming

Sleep me, conceive me like sphagnum;
propel me to essence of death.
Seeing has put me behind the truth,
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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