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Author: Satish Verma
Author: Satish Verma

Melting in the cauldron to feed,

until later, I will seek you

in parallel interpretations.

Presently, thoughts are very disturbing.

Human rights for animals

caged in peals

of god realization.

I was thinking to quit the stage.

Symptoms are horrific.

Neoplasm was spreading.

I am scared of the plague.

Sweet corns of sex:

million pieces smile,

drained out healing?

Who will save the river?

Discharges are crippling

the soft limbs,

the truth.

Man walks, shudders, falls

wants to rise again,

from the ashes of hate.

Satish Verma

-------------------- ASHES OF HATE

Melting in the cauldron to feed,

until later, I will seek you

in parallel interpretations.

Presently, thoughts are very disturbing.

Human rights for animals

caged in peals

of god realization.

I was thinking to quit the stage.

Symptoms are horrific.

Neoplasm was spreading.

I am scared of the plague.

Sweet corns of sex:

million pieces smile,

drained out healing?

Who will save the river?

Discharges are crippling

the soft limbs,

the truth.

Man walks, shudders, falls

wants to rise again,

from the ashes of hate.

Satish Verma

-------------------- ASHES OF HATE

Melting in the cauldron to feed,

until later, I will seek you

in parallel interpretations.

Presently, thoughts are very disturbing.

Human rights for animals

caged in peals

of god realization.

I was thinking to quit the stage.

Symptoms are horrific.

Neoplasm was spreading.

I am scared of the plague.

Sweet corns of sex:

million pieces smile,

drained out healing?

Who will save the river?

Discharges are crippling

the soft limbs,

the truth.

Man walks, shudders, falls

wants to rise again,

from the ashes of hate.

Satish Verma

--------------------About the Author:

Satish Verma is ferociously original. You feel resentment, outrage and violence, cannot pin it down but wonderfully spin your brain. Satish has the greatest sensibility which sweetly exploits the delicacies of human conflicts. You are taken aback. This is magic, profoundly soulful. In a lone, long journey Satish Verma is still discovering himself. Beaten, betrayed, felled, he comes back with fierce velocity. His childhood was traumatized by Indias partition. Terror, violence and death were witnessed which built the morals of poet. Becoming defiantly recluse Satish Verma pursued his value based life on the path of truth. Teaching Botany for 35 years he was writing poetry, privately and solemnly and published twelve collections. Worked silently with social causes. His scions, doctors and engineers are living in USA. He chose to live back in his beloved country and resides in Ajmer (INDIA) with his spouse Kanta running the Charitable Holistic Institute of SEWA MANDIR FOUNDATION.

He can also be reached at kantasatish@gmail.com.

5-A ii, Mayoor Colony, Alwar Gate, Ajmer 305007 INDIA

Mobile +91 9829071468




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