Waiting

I was waiting
Before and After
the moon
falls and raises

A moment
for which I long
through out my life

My clock
gets tired of spinning
its seconds, minutes, and hours
I feel that I’m dead

And when I sip
the vapor
of the milk
my thoughts reversed.
Oh! I’m still alive.

Waiting of course
is so very
pleasant
But it will change
when expectation fails

I lived long
I even forgot
that I’m alive
“faculty of wonder”

About death
I have no clue
the curiosity crawls
with life to live the dead

Death tortured
by letting me live
while life tortured
by letting me die

I’m waiting
to find who is pleasant
Death? or Life?

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About SANKAR O

Learning to write, writing to learn.. When all is done, will unlearn things to get myself amused.. View all posts by SANKAR O

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