Satish Verma

Gold Star - 11,314 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

2721. Wounded Veils 2/9/2015
2722. Wrapped In Stigma 3/7/2015
2723. Wreaths On Door (For Suu Kyi) 2/10/2010
2724. Wrenching 4/24/2013
2725. Wrinkling 5/10/2009
2726. Writing Furtively 8/20/2014
2727. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
2728. Xulon 3/13/2008
2729. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
2730. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
2731. Yielding 7/27/2009
2732. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
2733. You 9/30/2007
2734. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
2735. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
2736. Your Dress Code 6/27/2016
2737. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
2738. Your Voice 6/13/2015
2739. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
2740. Yours Only 9/10/2011
2741. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
2742. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
2743. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
2744. 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

Rains Are Coming

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