Monday, 5 January 2015

The Wait

You hold beauty within,
the magnitude of healing too,
you inspire to hold on,
sometimes, you conspire to let go too
you restore faith in the slowness of life,
you aggravate the restlessness of breathing too
You're Beckett's premise,
and the modern man's everyday plight,
you're a poet's muse,
and undoubtedly, a lover's delight too.

  -----  ---THE WAIT-------

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