It does not work; 
the manipulation of the fast. 
The genomic fugitive 
nurtures a home of light, windswept pyre. 

Under the prophet 
a gloom unloosens the absolute. 
Now as you weave 
a pattern of lies, the page hits. 

The book is thrown into 
fire. The words swim, break the grief 
of naked sun. There 
is flooding of wombs. Who will conceive a god? 

Between you and me, 
a river flows. I become voiceless. 
You cannot build a bridge. 
The spinning curve outlines the shore.

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 October 03, 2012