unknowingly, unnoticed
looks like gone are those days
and now, it is too long to wait
but, the wait is on, and on
to endure and hold my breath
for what I have been waiting for
to think out of the mediocre
by making it special and worthy
and to reach out to the destiny
not expecting defeat after all,
with a winning sword to play my bit
and when how the 'other' views, matters,
all I do is to anticipate and not react
but for how long, is a mystery
hope, gives me hope, spirit-fully
that it happens to be a good
that again, makes me listen
to the song far away from me
and I wait, humming all the way
Srik
1 comment:
Frustration is well captured.
As the old saying says, "All things come to him who waits."
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