Satish Verma

Gold Star - 13,290 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

2801. Words Beyond 3/2/2010
2802. Words Of Never Being 1/22/2010
2803. Words Play 8/27/2014
2804. World Moves On 5/12/2016
2805. Wounded And Alive 5/28/2016
2806. Wounded Dance 6/21/2010
2807. Wounded Flight 2/27/2009
2808. Wounded Path 10/16/2012
2809. Wounded Pride 9/6/2009
2810. Wounded Veils 2/9/2015
2811. Wrapped In Stigma 3/7/2015
2812. Wreaths On Door (For Suu Kyi) 2/10/2010
2813. Wrenching 4/24/2013
2814. Wrinkling 5/10/2009
2815. Writing Furtively 8/20/2014
2816. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
2817. Xulon 3/13/2008
2818. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
2819. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
2820. Yielding 7/27/2009
2821. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
2822. You 9/30/2007
2823. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
2824. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
2825. Your Dress Code 6/27/2016
2826. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
2827. Your Voice 6/13/2015
2828. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
2829. Yours Only 9/10/2011
2830. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
2831. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
2832. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
2833. 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

The Stings

He was not ready
for a stash of negligees
put up by moon, on the trees.

A hanging valley drops the pretense
meets the river on the way
for a rendezvous.

Nymphs are flying randomly

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