Satish Verma

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

Satish Verma Poems

881. Of Burning 1/6/2010
882. Sinking Boatmen 1/9/2010
883. A Bomber Unspeaks 1/9/2010
884. In Ring Of Fire 1/11/2010
885. Blankscape 1/12/2010
886. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
887. Coupling 1/14/2010
888. Longest Eclipse 1/15/2010
889. Knives Were Out 1/16/2010
890. Strangers In Sleep 1/16/2010
891. Water 1/18/2010
892. Gold-Tipped 1/20/2010
893. Stumbling 1/20/2010
894. Untill I Arrive 1/21/2010
895. Words Of Never Being 1/22/2010
896. Who Was Faithful? 1/23/2010
897. In The Name Of ……… 1/26/2010
898. Liberation 1/27/2010
899. Fairy Tale 1/28/2010
900. Conferred Guilt 1/28/2010
901. For The Clotting 1/29/2010
902. Molten Anger 1/29/2010
903. Religion 1/30/2010
904. Perfection 1/30/2010
905. Teasing 1/30/2010
906. A Tree Was Talking 2/1/2010
907. Tender Rage 2/1/2010
908. Body Game 2/2/2010
909. Swarming 2/2/2010
910. Drought In Riverbed 2/3/2010
911. Unbelief 2/3/2010
912. Geometry 2/4/2010
913. No Telling 2/4/2010
914. Life’s Toast 2/5/2010
915. Clouds And Roads 2/5/2010
916. The Enviable 2/6/2010
917. Listening 2/6/2010
918. I Trust 2/7/2010
919. A Clean Murder 2/8/2010
920. Make - Believe 2/8/2010
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

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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