Satish Verma : Writing

An Elegy

An Elegy

A Poem by Satish Verma


The abundance spills on my torn shirt, when I was
It Was No Magic

It Was No Magic

A Poem by Satish Verma


When you would be absent, O Druid, I will know you better.
Another Mistake

Another Mistake

A Poem by Satish Verma


Training your voice, you had come around to open―
Infinity Of Aching

Infinity Of Aching

A Poem by Satish Verma


Leaker had started the invasion of the lake. Leaker had started the invasion of the lake.
On The Death Of A Friend

On The Death Of A Friend

A Poem by Satish Verma


Unsung: how it was, you died Unsung: how it was, you died
By Any Reckoning

By Any Reckoning

A Poem by Satish Verma


A young grasshopper lands on the paper, I was writing upon,
Beyond The Stars

Beyond The Stars

A Poem by Satish Verma


Coming from the dark― Coming from the dark― Coming from the dark― Coming from the dark―
I Will Write A Poem

I Will Write A Poem

A Poem by Satish Verma


He used to tread lightly as if walking on concrete, barefoot― He used to tread lightly as if walking on concrete, barefoot―
Disconnection

Disconnection

A Poem by Satish Verma


Move on. O city, you were not worth of Move on. O city, you were not worth of
Vast And Near

Vast And Near

A Poem by Satish Verma


To shut the methane, you sent― To shut the methane, you sent― To shut the methane, you sent―