Saturday, January 5, 2008


Deep breathes short rasps
Just waiting
Heavens peak may call
And yet I’m still waiting
Waiting even if hells core
Comes knocking at my door
I’m waiting
Waiting for the moon to blush crimson
Or the sky to turn green
I’m waiting
I shall never tire for waiting
If waiting brings answers
I will continue waiting
I am not weary nor resigned
So I shall sit here patiently

Meninder Kaur

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