Satish Verma

Gold Star - 33,701 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

641. Drooping 2/5/2009
642. The Brightened Fire 2/5/2009
643. Jealous Blood 2/5/2009
644. Trigger Point 2/5/2009
645. The Jungle Rules 2/7/2009
646. Faltering Tongue 2/9/2009
647. Trailing War 2/9/2009
648. A Tumultuous Welcome 2/12/2009
649. The Frost 2/12/2009
650. Shelling Uncounted 2/14/2009
651. Nobody Weeps 2/14/2009
652. From Front 2/16/2009
653. No Grand Landing 2/16/2009
654. The Predicament 2/16/2009
655. Unending War 2/18/2009
656. Fire And Straw 2/19/2009
657. Salt Plunged 2/20/2009
658. Artful Pincers 2/21/2009
659. Awareness 2/23/2009
660. The Goodbye 2/23/2009
661. Death And Apollo 2/23/2009
662. Wounded Flight 2/27/2009
663. Consensual 2/27/2009
664. Not Anybody 2/27/2009
665. Dust Grafted 2/27/2009
666. Beyond The Clique 3/3/2009
667. One Hundred Laments 12/24/2008
668. Adam’s Mend 12/25/2008
669. The Revenge 12/26/2008
670. Farewell 12/27/2008
671. Too Proud 12/28/2008
672. Only Being 12/29/2008
673. Pink Eyes 12/30/2008
674. Judgement 12/31/2008
675. Falling 1/1/2009
676. Shameful 3/6/2009
677. Trading Desires 3/13/2009
678. Diary 3/13/2009
679. Twilight 3/13/2009
680. Native Of Death 3/13/2009
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

Rains Are Coming

Sleep me, conceive me like sphagnum;
propel me to essence of death.
Seeing has put me behind the truth,
objectively.
Like centipede, fear crawls in deep blind cave
throwing the feelers.
The gene has faltered. No red lights.
A paw, a blackboard, white lines
message is not clear.

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