Blue Mountains

The lesson 
of sudden fall 
and forgotten kiss. 

Everytime I was afraid of me 
unforgiving the gorge 
of blue mountains. 

When I usher you in sun 
you flare up in color violet-green 
I stay in ebony's arms - 

with eye spaces 
and everything turns water, 
water of a lake. 

I will not remember the shooting 
stars when you are beside me. 
Drifting curves had left behind 

the seeds, planted under the moon. 
Now they are exploding 
one by one in the conch. 

Tending to my pain 
when you were unborn 
O my poem 

how you lay on me 
asking for the whole truth 
which would undo the helix 

in eye long vision. 
If the loneliness smiles 
I will call you. 
I will call you.

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 December 24, 2012