Satish Verma : Writing

Without Vendetta

Without Vendetta

A Poem by Satish Verma


You are putting stones in empty coffin.
Who Will Stop You

Who Will Stop You

A Poem by Satish Verma


The white ribbon gives you an angle.
Moon Child

Moon Child

A Poem by Satish Verma


Blessed dying like a fading moon―
Extraversion

Extraversion

A Poem by Satish Verma


Being outsider, you will not be excused.
For A Pinch Of Light

For A Pinch Of Light

A Poem by Satish Verma


The black thread tied on your wrist was
Into Her Deep Eyes

Into Her Deep Eyes

A Poem by Satish Verma


To read a map― listening to your inner voice, for
Burning With Flames

Burning With Flames

A Poem by Satish Verma


Who calls my name when I am absent
Like An Old Song

Like An Old Song

A Poem by Satish Verma


Walking in mental fog, you become
The Invisible

The Invisible

A Poem by Satish Verma


Debt laden I turn the ashes
Opening The Fist

Opening The Fist

A Poem by Satish Verma


Scavenging the art of life, you strip