Satish Verma

Gold Star - 25,581 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

121. A Sacrifice 2/12/2017
122. A Saint Between Us 5/31/2012
123. A Scare Comes Back 10/31/2014
124. A Secret Self 7/7/2009
125. A Short Journey 8/6/2013
126. A Sick Uncertainty 1/31/2009
127. A Sickened Craft 5/16/2011
128. A Small Chance 1/25/2009
129. A Small Story 5/25/2015
130. A Smile Falters 6/28/2015
131. A Smile Was Raped 6/4/2014
132. A Snaky Path 5/11/2015
133. A Sneak Preview 12/26/2013
134. A Somber Night 6/3/2010
135. A Sombre Moon 9/21/2015
136. A Soul Dies 7/29/2009
137. A Space, A Dot, A Line 11/27/2015
138. A Spirit’s Tale 1/6/2009
139. A Spirited Dust 5/28/2016
140. A Spiritual Rage 1/22/2014
141. A Star Plunges 12/26/2009
142. A Suspended Rock 12/1/2016
143. A Tear Drop 11/30/2007
144. A Torn Page 6/8/2013
145. A Touch Of Class 11/17/2007
146. A Tree House 3/15/2014
147. A Tree Was Talking 2/1/2010
148. A Tumultuous Welcome 2/12/2009
149. A Very Hurt Poem 4/3/2008
150. A Wall Painting 5/11/2011
151. A Whirlwind Romance 8/7/2014
152. A Window Burns 11/4/2016
153. A Wrong Turn 12/10/2014
154. A Yearning 7/29/2008
155. Abandoned 11/5/2009
156. Abdication 11/19/2009
157. About Unhappenings 12/29/2015
158. Absinthe 4/11/2011
159. Abstract Thoughts 7/8/2016
160. Abstraction 6/8/2016
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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