Satish Verma

Gold Star - 33,514 Points (5-6-1935)

Karmic Influence - Poem by Satish Verma

Under surveillance, the vegetable―
lives on ventilator.
All doors were shut― for the
dark― to remain inside.

The spastic breathing with―
rising chest, delivers the
nuances of death. Are you
sure― it was easier to live?

Asking the destiny to wait―
at the door. You can write
your own epitaph―
on the dust― for posterity.

I am coming home to collect―
your letters― you were
writing to me daily― but
never dared to post.

Topic(s) of this poem: poem


Comments about Karmic Influence by Satish Verma

  • Edward Kofi Louis (10/29/2015 9:26:00 AM)


    At the door; but, with the works od the truth. Nice work. (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags


Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 29, 2015



[Report Error]