Satish Verma

Gold Star - 35,923 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

3801. Without Bargaining 10/27/2007
3802. Without Ceremony -new- 10/7/2017
3803. Without Curse 10/10/2016
3804. Without Destination 5/30/2016
3805. Without Envy 10/11/2016
3806. Without Fetters 12/9/2016
3807. Without Guilt 8/6/2016
3808. Without Qualms 10/16/2008
3809. Without Reason 10/12/2011
3810. Without Rhyme Or Reason 7/6/2017
3811. Without Stopping 2/18/2017
3812. Without Vendetta 1/17/2017
3813. Witnessing The Downforce 6/20/2017
3814. Wolverines 9/6/2016
3815. Woodrose 11/17/2008
3816. Woods Of Craft 10/14/2007
3817. Wordless Meanings 6/6/2017
3818. Wordless Silence 4/25/2010
3819. Words 6/11/2009
3820. Words And Passages 7/5/2014
3821. Words Are Mine 8/16/2010
3822. Words Beyond 3/2/2010
3823. Words Of Never Being 1/22/2010
3824. Words Play 8/27/2014
3825. World Moves On 5/12/2016
3826. Wounded And Alive 5/28/2016
3827. Wounded Dance 6/21/2010
3828. Wounded Flight 2/27/2009
3829. Wounded Path 10/16/2012
3830. Wounded Pride 9/6/2009
3831. Wounded Veils 2/9/2015
3832. Wrapped In Stigma 3/7/2015
3833. Wreaths On Door (For Suu Kyi) 2/10/2010
3834. Wrenching 4/24/2013
3835. Wrinkling 5/10/2009
3836. Writing Furtively 8/20/2014
3837. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
3838. Writing On Parched Skin 5/4/2017
3839. Xulon 3/13/2008
3840. Yawning 12/17/2016
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

Bleeding Heart

And everyday we talk about the sinister designs
of semilunar nights to rob us of our days
when the sleep was far away chasing the sleep
and the crumbeled continuity of a tale lay unpeeled.

How to highlight the dates on our calenders?
You keep forgetting even the years
when your forefathers left.
And deep in the green grass the names were wiped out.

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