Wait Poem by shakil ahmed

Wait

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Wait

Wait……
Wait…….
Every moment waiting cuts like a sharp knife
Waiting has become a part of life
We wait for tea-
We wait for lunch-
We wait for train-
We wait for plane-
We get nothing
Without waiting.
But problems arise
When waiting becomes unending
We count minutes, hours and days
We wait for sun rays
Waiting never finishes
And cloud never banishes
From our dark and black sky
And our life doesn’t pass by
World seems like a prison cell
Summer resembles to that of ugly hell
We don’t find fragrance in the petals of rose
We are cursed to bear life’s shattered blows
Oh, life don’t cheat us like treacherous bog
Give some light to cross winter’s fog.

Shakil Ahmed.

Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 07 August 2017

We get nothing Without waiting. But problems arise When waiting becomes unending We count minutes, hours and days... yes, it is. Nice theme. It is an excellent poem I appreciate. A.10

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Badarpur, Assam, India.
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