As I silently
wait,
I need not
tell the world
how it pains
to not know
the bliss in
your tears.
I need not
tell the world
how frequently
I implore you
to rid the ego
that is
encumbered
by fears.
Like a lost girl
in a dark forest,
I hanker for
that crack of dawn.
A little peep
of sun’s
first ray
while impatience
persuades me,
to pander to
its delicate self.
But I remain
faithful-
to wait.
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