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Friday, May 23, 2008

Waiting To Live, Living To Wait

Waiting I am,

For this glum moment to pass,

Into a moment I could actually feel

The heaviness of a past

And rejoice its absence…


Waiting I am,

For this joyous time to pass,

Into a time when I could actually feel

The happiness of a past

Conspicuous by n cos of its absence…


Waiting I am,

For these tears to dry,

A time, when I could laugh over it

Shy and mature…


Waiting I am,

For these smiles to straighten

A time, when I could shed tears

Over the great times gone

Emotional and immature…


When the wait ends

Is when I would actually live..

But the wait ends

When I cease to..


So Lord,

Keep me waiting,

Keep me smiling, crying

Keep me happy, gloomy

Keep me busy

So that I don’t realize I am waiting…

2 comments:

dissociatedprenihilist said...

When the wait ends
Is when I would actually live..
But the wait ends
When I cease to

Profound!

nincompoop-aka-charu said...

thank u:)