Dream Landing

Candle by candle 
you burn your dreams 
unflaying the blue veins. 
That makes you still beautiful 
hanging in sky. 

On the dead land your feet 
will not touch the pond. Stumbling 
I bring botanica to cover 
your innocent faults 
for telling the truth. 

That makes me feel guilty. 
I pretend to be not what I am. 
This is the time when I start 
hitting the road, missing the 
scandalous moon who will - 

kiss me hard when I was alone. 
Just a fleeting pain. I ask you 
to become a tree, so that I 
can sit under your shade 
and write a poem.

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