Satish Verma Poems

A nascent cry
demands the signature
of space.
I will start the self destruction-
...

Slightly indecently
the moon was sleeping
beside me in the dark room.
There was a shift in the stance
...

There was peace
without scapegoats.
It was a monopoly. A prelude to a kiss
of insanity. Unzipped between foibles
...

The fireflies
wait for the lights to go.
Dancing in the dark.
...

Absolutely sapped out
I will unfurl
my flag today.

It was a raw wound
...

On lotus leaf
a frog sits meditating-
the parenthood.
...

The frozen voice hangs on the
door. A crowd waits.
Midnight explosions
will start soon
...

You always repeat the moons
in your eyes.
I will not drop my lids.
...

I am standing in peat.
The war drags on.

The dirt is raw,
...

Why were you afraid
of unknown?
I am washing away
the whole truth in the vicinity
...