I Wait
Shadows of yesterday eclipse reality,
but in hope lies my dreams
mired in doubt and frustration, I'm left waiting.
Waiting for love's elusive touch, indulging in pleasures
that are never enough; always wanting more,
and as fledgling feelings flex
impatient wings; I wait.
When desire suddenly morphs into lust,
and love is consigned to dreams,
it means the lies have won
and I'm left waiting
for a better tomorrow; so close,
and yet, still, I wait.
Failure deflates inflated egos,
allowing time for thoughts to gestate.
Happiness can't thrive chained to tears
and trust is essential to make love real;
so I wait.
It doesn't help to cry when steeped in hurt,
for this, too, will pass,
and I'll do what I've always done,
wipe away my tears, and wait.
My whole life is spent waiting;
waiting for that perfect someone, the right moment,
the time, the inclination,
and the willpower to do something,
anything; other than wait!
(Free Verse)
1/24/2016
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016
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