Waiting To Be Free
Waiting to be free
I am dying, but not like anybody who died.
I am living, but in the rainbow, I do reside.
How much longer will I go until secrets unveil?
My mind cannot comprehend, but my heart will decide.
My problems are too simple, my remedy complex;
Love is my medicine, which I have identified.
Destination is unknown; the journey is too short,
My vehicle is broken, and our driver is mystified.
My body is a cage; my soul is shackled inside.
Speak not of troubles; my pain will be justified.
The door is half open; I can see the ray of love,
My heart will take over until we’re all unified.
Tomorrow, I will fly with swallows; they know the path.
Who can you trust “Haloo”? There is no one to confide.
1/25/16 Haloo
I dedicate this poem to Daniel Turner, for all his love and friendship.
Copyright © Pashang Salehi | Year Posted 2016
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