Satish Verma

Silver Star - 3,502 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

2361. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
2362. Xulon 3/13/2008
2363. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
2364. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
2365. Yielding 7/27/2009
2366. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
2367. You 9/30/2007
2368. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
2369. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
2370. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
2371. Your Voice 6/13/2015
2372. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
2373. Yours Only 9/10/2011
2374. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
2375. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
2376. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
2377. 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

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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