Come and meet me in chamber of death 
where the tempest comes every night. 

I start disrobing the anger 
to find the eye of the moon. 

Where do I get that ink that 
writes an unwritten poem on water 
of eyes when the ship was 
burning after a rare landing. 

Come and meet me in sleep of an infant. 

It was time to start a dialogue 
with golden death sitting on the 
greed of man. The lips were extracting 
the other honey from frozen moon. 

Come and meet me in merciless sun.

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 03, 2012