by Satish Verma
Decoding the self-portrait
in false exposure from me
to light. The wounds hide
the smell of alienation.
The infinite was never
created, as biological father.
Crestfallen wallflowers went to protest.
If you could find a god on the road.
you must ask for the reason of
astigmatic vision.
There was an uncanny feeling;
somebody was watching you. Afraid
not to see; time was making room for you.
Answer becomes a question mark.
Don't shut the door.
Death will walk with you.
Satish Verma
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Pitted against the forces bigger than him Satish Verma has been fighting with life on his own terms. In this savage, violent and raging times, he has authored several collections of poetry in English and Hindi, in concrete and precise verses, analyzing the complex nature of man, history and ancient heritage of Homo sapiens. And standing at crossroads he is asking where do we go from here. His poetry communicates a beautiful, mystical mind exploring the images of nature, trying to find the meaning of the life and death, the ecstasy of talking to moon, flowers and wind in the kingdom of god. He wants to know cannot we live in peace?, Satish Verma addresses the most complex questions of philosophy, religion and political culture in a very subtle but virtual shocking manner. As aptly said by Lao Tzu, The one who speaks does not know, The one who knows does not speak, 5-Aii, Mayor Colony, Alwar Gate, Ajmer-305007 INDIA
Last updated December 24, 2012