Satish Verma : Writing

Pure Mundanity

Pure Mundanity

A Poem by Satish Verma


It should not have happened. But it has. For a god
In Stillness

In Stillness

A Poem by Satish Verma


A long night― unending was,
Trying To Sleep

Trying To Sleep

A Poem by Satish Verma


For a lake feel to find the four-leaf clover
The Will

The Will

A Poem by Satish Verma


When I asked you to drop the millstone―
Destructiveness

Destructiveness

A Poem by Satish Verma


You were comfortable, when you abused in native speech.
This Summer

This Summer

A Poem by Satish Verma


The candle burns your thumb.Night will
The Wasted Charm

The Wasted Charm

A Poem by Satish Verma


Another― frozen relationship
A Hanging Tale

A Hanging Tale

A Poem by Satish Verma


Your hands tremble, when you accept―
Just Meandering

Just Meandering

A Poem by Satish Verma


In search of― lotus flower,
Hidden Paths

Hidden Paths

A Poem by Satish Verma


Autumn sets deeper, after equinox. The