Satish Verma

Gold Star - 5,257 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

2441. Xulon 3/13/2008
2442. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
2443. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
2444. Yielding 7/27/2009
2445. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
2446. You 9/30/2007
2447. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
2448. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
2449. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
2450. Your Voice 6/13/2015
2451. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
2452. Yours Only 9/10/2011
2453. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
2454. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
2455. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
2456. 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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