Satish Verma

Gold Star - 28,493 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

3521. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
3522. Your Dress Code 6/27/2016
3523. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
3524. Your Philosophy 2/19/2017
3525. Your Tresses Of Night Shade 3/1/2017
3526. Your Voice 6/13/2015
3527. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
3528. Yours Only 9/10/2011
3529. Yourselves 10/9/2016
3530. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
3531. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
3532. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
3533. 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

Fault Line

The template had the fault,
I was buried alive.
Brick by brick they erected the cell
around me.
I could see only the reflection
of a moon at night
in my glass of water.

During the day sun peeped through the cracks,

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