Satish Verma

Gold Star - 14,914 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

2881. Wounded Dance 6/21/2010
2882. Wounded Flight 2/27/2009
2883. Wounded Path 10/16/2012
2884. Wounded Pride 9/6/2009
2885. Wounded Veils 2/9/2015
2886. Wrapped In Stigma 3/7/2015
2887. Wreaths On Door (For Suu Kyi) 2/10/2010
2888. Wrenching 4/24/2013
2889. Wrinkling 5/10/2009
2890. Writing Furtively 8/20/2014
2891. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
2892. Xulon 3/13/2008
2893. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
2894. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
2895. Yielding 7/27/2009
2896. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
2897. You 9/30/2007
2898. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
2899. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
2900. Your Dress Code 6/27/2016
2901. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
2902. Your Voice 6/13/2015
2903. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
2904. Yours Only 9/10/2011
2905. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
2906. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
2907. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
2908. 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

Bleeding Heart

And everyday we talk about the sinister designs
of semilunar nights to rob us of our days
when the sleep was far away chasing the sleep
and the crumbeled continuity of a tale lay unpeeled.

How to highlight the dates on our calenders?
You keep forgetting even the years
when your forefathers left.
And deep in the green grass the names were wiped out.

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