Satish Verma : Writing

Modesty

Modesty

A Poem by Satish Verma


In fever, I will always see butterflies
Sound Bites

Sound Bites

A Poem by Satish Verma


The plaques were being attached to the wall. You would not be able
Great Withdrawl

Great Withdrawl

A Poem by Satish Verma


The urgency to bite the bullet was uncalled for.
Great Defiance

Great Defiance

A Poem by Satish Verma


A smear campaign starts against the ladder, which permits―
Influenced By Lingua Franca

Influenced By Lingua Franca

A Poem by Satish Verma


Be precise, I would say. The definition was changing― of the sand,
The Raging Storm

The Raging Storm

A Poem by Satish Verma


A scavenger fails to thrive in upward mobility.
From The Streetlamp

From The Streetlamp

A Poem by Satish Verma


Hits you in the face, disseminating the chivalry
Picking Up The Threads

Picking Up The Threads

A Poem by Satish Verma


No attachment with the alma mater. You have
From The Edge

From The Edge

A Poem by Satish Verma


You were becoming more prone to violence, confronting
Kidnapped

Kidnapped

A Poem by Satish Verma


Lamenting, what not to― think. Condemned to burn