FREIBURGER ZEITGEISTLITERATURE (Satis Shroff)

Lee : Hi Satis ... your 'sad but true' comment applies to the movement of idols AND the movement of people and ideas ... everything changes ... enjoyed your poem ... thanks ... AUS3/26/2008 9:06:54 AMthelma Hi SATIS looking forward to reading more of your work. australia3/26/2008 6:41:39 AMSatis Shroff Hi Thelma! Greetings from the Schwarzwald and thanks for sharing your comment. You're right "sad but true" about the theft of idols in Katmandu and elsewhere. Regards, Satis Germany3/4/2008 4:22:04 AMthelma zaracostas Dear Satis How very true and so very sad  - See more at: http://www.voicesnet.com/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=111441#sthash.e16N8eUd.dpuf The Gods Have Left (Satis Shroff, Freiburg), a poem by Satis Shroff, Germany

Kathmandu is Nepal (Satis Shroff, Freiburg), a poem by Satis Shroff, Germany

thelma zaracostas Dear Satis What an intriguing write so descriptive I felt like I was there  - See more at: http://www.voicesnet.com/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=111303#sthash.EZAKVyEQ.dpuf Music in My Heart (Satis Shroff, Freiburg), a poem by Satis Shroff, Germany

thelma zaracostas:  This is a wonderful read thank you for the journey into the life and adventures of this amazing person up until now I had never heard of him.Very colourful and educational.  - See more at: http://www.voicesnet.com/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=111092#sthash.BXaLL70n.dpuf The Lure of the Himalayas (Satis Shroff, Freiburg), a poem by Satis Shroff, Germany

Satis Shroff's ZEITGEIST LITERATURE : A Gurkha Mother's Tears (Satis Shroff) : A GURKHA MOTHER’S TEARS (Satis Shroff) A Nepalese mother sits in front of her verandah, smokes her crude cigarette looks at the lof...

A GURKHA MOTHER’S TEARS (Satis Shroff) A Nepalese mother sits in front of her verandah, smokes her crude cigarette looks at the lofty Himalayan peaks and contemplates: my Nepal, what has become of you? Your features have changed with time. The innocent face of the Kumari has changed to that of the blood-thirsty countenance of Kal Bhairab, from development to destruction, from bikas to binas. I have lived to see a crown prince who fell in love, but couldn’t assert himself, in a palace where ancient traditions still prevail. Despite Eton college and a liberal education, he chose guns instead of rhetoric, and ended his young life, as well as those of his parents and other royal members. An aunt from London aptly remarked on Nepal TV: ‘He was like the terminator.’ Another bloodshed in a Gorkha palace, recalling the Kot massacre under Jung Bahadur Rana. You’re no longer the same. There’s insurrection and turmoil against the government and the police. Your sons and daugh...

Satis Shroff's ZEITGEIST LITERATURE : Schwarzwald Lyrics (Satis Shroff) : Schwarzwald Lyrics (Satis Shroff) Printable Version By Satis Shroff Lyrik Zeitschrift Berlin: Gedichte Nepals Wenn man an die ...