Battle For Madness

I see it coming 
the end before the beginning. 
Of dawn. 
The midnight call. 

Impeachment was fragile. 
A satanic cult 
overwhelms the freedom 
of negation. 

Do yoy think we can 
move the tree of wisdom 
from the altar of ethics 
sending shots to the sky. 

From the grief of paradoxes 
Can you run away? One 
moment you exhibit the caked blood. 
Next moment it is dark. 

Standing on crossroad, 
do we end the walk 
and wait for rumbling 
surge of anarchy? 

The anguish is writ 
large on the tanned sun 
who was moving along with 

The wild berries 
have colored the skull caps. 
Swarms of red ants 
are running behind the heels.

Satish Verma

Ajmer, Rajasthan, India

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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 November 02, 2012