Rains will not come to my land. 
Bisexuality starts a slut walk. 
Blackbucks were hungry. 

The stray dogs were barking 
at moon. Into the night goes 
the snake without any truth. 

Nearly over the scooped – 
protection of virginity 
against the dazzling hirsutism. 

Lost fortune of the flaunted 
Buddha. I have no legs 
to bow down before the pale god. 

This is the sex: there are 
strawberries. Have a pick 
of comets, bleeding.

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 30, 2012