Lost Love Poem by Upendra Majhi

When I catapulted my lost love
to the wee-hour crescent moon
it hit the outer lunar convex arch
and my orchard pond, it fell into
soft -landing on the back of the red fish
made the red fish surface
and lo! it murmur things to one
and went into deep again,
when it surfaced again and looked around
we plucked it and put it in pond
such pond made of golden wall and floor,
fish started singing there being no door.
that was lost love's enormous power.