Tie the knot with my mortgaged life – I have started the self-descent.
Don’t leave me alone – I have to unload some debts. It was very disturbing. I have again forgotten my alphabet and become illiterate. Your consent is must for starting a new journey.
I am neither afraid, nor worried but fever is rising, like a flood and ridge was collapsing. The death was unknown to me – it will come one day as a guest and stay with me forever.
Times have rattled me enough and sword hangs from the roof. Why do I dream such? The dichotomy between gold and lies will start one day. I cannot go back to my dilapidated house where I met the first words.
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 India’s 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 firstname.lastname@example.org. 5-A ii, Mayoor Colony, Alwar Gate, Ajmer – 305007 INDIA Mobile +91 9829071468
Blood was in season, on your hands. A staged encounter mauling the clouds. Into a hare, you put the lead with a roar of gun and sun wants his share. Beneath the honours lies the guilt of a ravaged moon.
Whirlpool of emotions spins… When u think . Who’s first choice u r… Is Solitude always an answer… When life just echos your chaios.. Among first words ever told.. A voice calls you ‘Amma’ … As though all my questions
LIFE!! Is four letter words The most precious of all gifts……Priceless! All the earth riches could not afford Fragile, our very existence is gambled. LOVE!! is a four lettered word The greatest feeling of all…..Magic! To the lucky ones who
They say words are powerful, Coz they are both helpful and harmful. Kind words are inspirational, But unkind are no motivational. Words have power to inspire you, They light a spark that no one can do. Words make you cry
Achieving this dream Of words That consist of destroying My inner storm And Opening old wounds The lingering of pain As if salt was just poured Achieving this dream Would mean saying my goodbye’s To the ones I loved the