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Satish Verma

The animal thing inside: 
My half-brother, 
was unsettling me. 

Over the sunset I watch 
the drawing procession 
carrying the dead body of a tiger. 

The light is fading. The stripes 
were becoming a myth. The 
guest was ready to depart. 

I am holding the molten lava 
in an urn. In the black sky 
a satellite burns to undo the grief. 

There is no death, no stopping. 
A face pressed between the leaves 
of a book smiles. 

You come back to me in rains. 
I call you by cinders dancing 
in the mirror of whistling time.

Satish Verma

From: 
Ajmer, Rajasthan, India.




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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