Poems by Satish Verma

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  • An ascetic dies in a shoe
    spilling blood...

  • It was not dark
    in a killing field...

  • He had pulled in many springs
    but failed to find a heaven...

  • A peacock becomes non-violent
    keeping the warheads...

  • Consensual drop.
    White bougainvilleas...

  • You were trampeling on a wasp,
    when sprouts...

  • Anti-howling receives the
    deserter. There was a mass...

  • An autopsy was being conducted
    with brutality...

  • Were you ready for a virginity test
    to cross the umbrella of harpoons...

  • It was a complete disaster.
    I will listen to moon tonight, while...

  • Wind prowled.
    You had a hornet’s sting...

  • Was I sane?
    Like poetry infiltrating...