Sushant Kumar B.K.
Stone talks
Grass walks
Flower dances
Wind whispers
What not happens
In a poetic mind?
At times, walking on the road
You can fantasize
You are in the middle of an ocean
That is reflecting the wide sky along with
Beautiful face of your beloved
And then you both romantically navigate
An exquisite Titanic-ship
Playing softly with waves
Kissing each other
Towards the direction of bright sunrise,
What not a poetic mind makes lively?
But like tranquil waves of the ocean
Suddenly change into a huge tsunami
If your green love like garden in spring
Turns to be cold like the Antarctica
Now you think there is no
Such thing as sublimity in it
Then you may knowingly wreck the ship
What not a poetic mind makes possible?
Like “Na” of “Nature” means birth
Poetic mind gives birth of everything
What not is a poetic mind?
Imagination?
Dream?
Reality?
Creativity?
Beginning of science?
[Sushant Kumar B.K. is a Nepalese poet, translator, educator and freelance writer who resides in Gulariya, Bardiya, Nepal. He writes poems in English and Nepali language. His poems have been featured in national and international anthologies, magazines, newspapers and online portal. He can be reached at bksushant26@gmail.com.]