Sounds Of Drops That Have No Explanation Poem by SANJIT MANDAL

I don't see my guides
The power of sparkling gone
Covered in a deadly mask
Camouflaged,
Maybe they are shy
Like the hue I love
And can die for
But she is silent like the sea,
I don't see the waves
Winds blow on
Roots shattered
Unfathomable remains she,
Mystery is the queen of her world
I am the lone wanderer
In my microcosmic world
Hear the footsteps in the drops
But they vanish like the thunder,
Heartbeat
Should I call out to stay a while?
Confused
What if she doesn't like it,
Storm in my heart
Can't decide what's right or wrong
My world starts fragmenting
The footsteps seem long gone
Memory keeps my sense alive
That moment is eternalized
Drops keep ringing endlessly
Sleep doesn't bother me anymore
Don't feel the pain of waiting
Heart ache relaxes now
On the swing of time
Alive I am
Thunder recedes
Message delivered of season
Prepared now to face the tsunami
The separation will bring
Will try to hold on
Won't want to vanish like the footsteps,
Let the season come
Brave heart
It will only freeze
In the cold of partition,
No blood will run through the veins
But like a painted bird
Will keep the wings open
The mysterious sounds might come back.
(22 March,2018.)