Satish Verma

Gold Star - 27,320 Points (5-6-1935)

Satish Verma Poems

3441. Wounded Dance 6/21/2010
3442. Wounded Flight 2/27/2009
3443. Wounded Path 10/16/2012
3444. Wounded Pride 9/6/2009
3445. Wounded Veils 2/9/2015
3446. Wrapped In Stigma 3/7/2015
3447. Wreaths On Door (For Suu Kyi) 2/10/2010
3448. Wrenching 4/24/2013
3449. Wrinkling 5/10/2009
3450. Writing Furtively 8/20/2014
3451. Writing Its Diktat 11/17/2007
3452. Xulon 3/13/2008
3453. Yawning 12/17/2016
3454. Yellow Face 4/29/2010
3455. Yellow Roses 4/22/2014
3456. Yielding 7/27/2009
3457. Yin-Yang 6/2/2008
3458. You 9/30/2007
3459. You And Everybody 10/3/2007
3460. You Don't Tell Me -new- 4/24/2017
3461. You Love Yourself 2/13/2017
3462. You Want To Be Born Again 11/19/2016
3463. You Will Not Create Death 12/27/2012
3464. Your Dress Code 6/27/2016
3465. Your Half-Open Eyes 7/10/2015
3466. Your Philosophy 2/19/2017
3467. Your Tresses Of Night Shade 3/1/2017
3468. Your Voice 6/13/2015
3469. Your Waking Head 11/19/2008
3470. Yours Only 9/10/2011
3471. Yourselves 10/9/2016
3472. Zeitgeist 5/14/2014
3473. Zero Hour 1/13/2010
3474. Ziplocked 8/18/2010
3475. बाहर आते हुए 9/1/2012
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

Fault Line

The template had the fault,
I was buried alive.
Brick by brick they erected the cell
around me.
I could see only the reflection
of a moon at night
in my glass of water.

During the day sun peeped through the cracks,

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