Could You Hear Me Poem by lalitha iyer

I am sitting
on the banks of river
the river of life
that flows through trials
the pebble of thoughts
i put and wait
to hear the ripples
and peep of fishes
in hope of food
the school seeks my slips
I sit here in cool breeze
yet, somebody
far away I can feel
I can trust
myself touching
some hands or heart
of distant body
a body of love
of life and drive
It fills me with armies
of silkcoated lies
he sends across borders
swords of stylish steel
sharp and killing with feel
somewhere the pebbles
I dropp are too drowning
and ripples are sometimes
too fast and untimely
they splash the water
across my face
and my body drenched
with my thoughts in streams.