Satish Verma

Gold Star - 33,743 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

1001. Hubble Turns 20 5/29/2010
1002. Torches 5/30/2010
1003. Grounding 5/31/2010
1004. Pictures 6/1/2010
1005. Love Scenes 6/2/2010
1006. A Somber Night 6/3/2010
1007. Slipping 6/4/2010
1008. Falling Falling 6/5/2010
1009. My Fault 6/7/2010
1010. Comparison 6/8/2010
1011. Stoning 6/9/2010
1012. God’s Birthday 6/10/2010
1013. Anchorage 6/11/2010
1014. Terrifed 6/12/2010
1015. Kissing Caldrons 6/17/2010
1016. Unabused 6/18/2010
1017. Hating To Do 6/19/2010
1018. Wounded Dance 6/21/2010
1019. Subdued Laughter 6/22/2010
1020. Random Birth 6/23/2010
1021. A Lasso 6/24/2010
1022. Hostage 6/25/2010
1023. Terracotta 6/26/2010
1024. All I Unread 6/28/2010
1025. Contemporary 6/29/2010
1026. White House 6/30/2010
1027. Happened 7/1/2010
1028. Talking Sands 7/2/2010
1029. Bleeding 7/3/2010
1030. Smoking Candle 7/5/2010
1031. Postscript 7/6/2010
1032. Damned 7/7/2010
1033. Lacerations 7/8/2010
1034. The Dead Dream 7/9/2010
1035. Pure Murder 7/10/2010
1036. Birthday 7/12/2010
1037. Scrutiny 7/13/2010
1038. Walking Wilderness 7/14/2010
1039. Scars Of Life 7/15/2010
1040. In Aloneness 7/16/2010
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

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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