In slap at your icarian path 
the call was not taken 
from inside me. 

Anxiety in a troupe of clouds 
was rising. A deep dissent 
within winds surfaces after sunset. 

On the footpath comes a noun 
in the land of abuses, 
taking a vow of silence. 

The moon becomes green 
in a blue sky to get 
the blessings of surging frost. 

Knew nothing about the 
future flooding of apples. 
Falling from the tree.

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 September 02, 2012