Satish Verma : Writing

This Was Cobra Night

This Was Cobra Night

A Poem by Satish Verma


O pathfinder, you wanted to leave unsung.
Mammoth Blackness

Mammoth Blackness

A Poem by Satish Verma


You had left me reeling under the bluebells,
Death Mask

Death Mask

A Poem by Satish Verma


It was not the worth of a cloud,
Not You, Not Me

Not You, Not Me

A Poem by Satish Verma


You tell me in no ambiguity to hold on the solitude.
Transcending

Transcending

A Poem by Satish Verma


I like to rage on with flying snakes. The fog deepens.
The Road

The Road

A Poem by Satish Verma


He has been spoken off.
Unblemished

Unblemished

A Poem by Satish Verma


Awakened at the partition.
Quietness

Quietness

A Poem by Satish Verma


Cupping the water in hand, you feel the nativity―
Punctuality

Punctuality

A Poem by Satish Verma


The cult moves in circle. Stargazing
The Acid Test

The Acid Test

A Poem by Satish Verma


When you stand still in unbearable agony, the unquiet