Poems by Satish Verma

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  • The full moon was
    rising. November nght...

  • Sitting in the sun
    preparing the relic, for...

  • After finding the pulse,
    you become a man-eater...

  • Out of the cleft lip comes
    a muffled voice...

  • We don't want to
    see each other naked...

  • Yes it is descriptive only,
    the unbearable pain of denudation...

  • The who was
    inside you...

  • To access the mountain,
    are you ready...

  • Delta. I was the fourth child.
    The delta connection of a...

  • The yellow metal
    protecting the unborn...

  • Becoming,
    antinormal was not a...

  • Come down gingerly.
    The deep snow is melting...