Thinking Of You

Satish Verma

Once I had asked 
the nightingale, why did 
you need to remain in 
my thoughts? 

And cloning of words 
want to save my 

Was it provocative, 
for a flame to become intimate 
with a volcano? 

And you must wait for 
the tranquil sea to explode 
into a mountain of ice 
for the otherness. 

And at invisible moon 
a swan glides to bring back 
its princess from the clutches 
of yellow earth, which 
has gone insane.