Satish Verma

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

Satish Verma Poems

3761. Marking The Graves 12/29/2016
3762. ‘crossing The Bar' Once Again... 5/25/2008
3763. *depression 4/27/2010
3764. …… Distant Shores 10/3/2007
3765. A Family Dust 12/23/2009
3766. Generosity 3/3/2009
3767. * The Dead Tiger 7/24/2009
3768. *impact 6/14/2010
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

Rains Are Coming

Sleep me, conceive me like sphagnum;
propel me to essence of death.
Seeing has put me behind the truth,
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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