In Aqua Sanitas Poem by Souren Mondal

Your words,
that flow out of your mouth is like
a river.

Your smile,
like a five year old child's,
is like cold shower no a
hot summer's day.

Your dark, mesmerising hair,
is like a waterfall,
flowing throug your back.

Only your tears,
ones you shed when you are hurt,
is like the water of an ocean,
blue and maybe beautiful,
but not the one I could drink,
only drown


Drown in your sadness,
in your pains,
delve deep inside your heart
only with a hope that I could heal it,
fearing not my impending, inevitable,
Death by Water.

All of these,
all of these waters,
I wanted to live by mademoiselle...

But now that you are gone,
Alive but dead for me,
A liar,
just like me,
one who didn't understand my pains,
when I was sinking into a whirlpool of
dark, depressing nightmares.

Cruel sweet Lady,
Lady with a self-indulgent heart,
You have left me,
Or,
Maybe I have shown you the door,
finally devastated and ruined,
with your manipulations,
and deliberate blows upon
my tender, vulnerable,
growing soul.


But still,
without you,
without your waters,
How do I live?
but live like a ghost