Where Is My King? Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

On this cold afternoon
By the seashore
The waves are crashing incessantly-
No sure if they forgot their rhythm.
Farther away
Another Sun was drowning-
Dousing of fire won't be easy.

All the shadows
Get bigger
To be merged ultimately
Within the veil of darkness.
The solitary bird has flapped away-
Much to my dismay
Inside the castle,
Gone silent.

There are stars.
There is moon in the sky.
The music of the night goes on.
Here I lie sleepless
Holding my unshed tears
And allowing to dry within-
Songs of my soul choke.