Satish Verma : Writing

False Ceiling

False Ceiling

A Poem by Satish Verma


You wanted tranquility clean and sane,
What To Think

What To Think

A Poem by Satish Verma


Cruel times, and the walls are rising.
Dismay

Dismay

A Poem by Satish Verma


It was not ending, not beginning this fracas,
On Blackboard A Chalk Writes

On Blackboard A Chalk Writes

A Poem by Satish Verma


The water breaks. Do you hear the voices?
Your Dress Code

Your Dress Code

A Poem by Satish Verma


Coming back with n*****s and fangs, all
Leaving The Home

Leaving The Home

A Poem by Satish Verma


Your hands start a fire―
Penury Ward

Penury Ward

A Poem by Satish Verma


In tattered clothes. I would see my returned privation.
Crossing The Bar

Crossing The Bar

A Poem by Satish Verma


Beyond the gaze there is a time zone of rumored agitation,
Soundless Sleep

Soundless Sleep

A Poem by Satish Verma


Giving yourself, a gift of trash, you were
Leaves Of Roses

Leaves Of Roses

A Poem by Satish Verma


A racial profile begins between black and white.