Footsteps

Water flees from the torment of footsteps

Deep indentations are reminders 

Scant dampness reveals the vanishing truth

Seeds many not have found their fate

Hibernating for now

Misshapen Time prey upon fate

Scythes sever the lifelines

Emotions have been prisoners

Coarse mirrors wake up suddenly

With the wave of sinister hands

Reflecting a disdainful reality

Many more footsteps draw a plan

Only future knows the truth

~Amitav