Satish Verma

Bronze Star - 2,816 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

2321. Wounded Path 10/16/2012
2322. Wounded Pride 9/6/2009
2323. Wounded Veils 2/9/2015
2324. Wrapped In Stigma 3/7/2015
2325. Wreaths On Door (For Suu Kyi) 2/10/2010
2326. Wrenching 4/24/2013
2327. Wrinkling 5/10/2009
2328. Writing Furtively 8/20/2014
2329. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
2330. Xulon 3/13/2008
2331. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
2332. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
2333. Yielding 7/27/2009
2334. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
2335. You 9/30/2007
2336. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
2337. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
2338. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
2339. Your Voice 6/13/2015
2340. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
2341. Yours Only 9/10/2011
2342. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
2343. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
2344. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
2345. बाहर आते हुए 9/1/2012
Best Poem of Satish Verma

*impact

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

Future

Ugliness in pink flakes
elopes with a terrorist.
Sun bleaches the black scorn
muscles ache with cramps.

Full moon peeps through the veil
of branches. Eucalyptus sways
in majestic conception.
Time to exude honey.

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