Satish Verma : Writing

Autumn's Harmony

Autumn's Harmony

A Poem by Satish Verma


Moon crazed fonts starting a genocide of words
Soothsayer Has Nothing To Say

Soothsayer Has Nothing To Say

A Poem by Satish Verma


The bird of prey had the dignity. With
Indigenously

Indigenously

A Poem by Satish Verma


Sheer drop of lightning takes the brown
No Dues

No Dues

A Poem by Satish Verma


Misreading― the time zone, clock
Three Vistas

Three Vistas

A Poem by Satish Verma


Do not count. Do not return my poems―
Truism

Truism

A Poem by Satish Verma


Almost reached. Your tongue slips;
Contents

Contents

A Poem by Satish Verma


You tie a sacred thread to
Always Self-Deception

Always Self-Deception

A Poem by Satish Verma


on the stairs in frenzy falling into a debt trap.
Midnight Happening

Midnight Happening

A Poem by Satish Verma


You never forget the fat preemie.
Soft Music

Soft Music

A Poem by Satish Verma


I open the book too stoned