Nayanika Dey Poet Free verse

I Don'T Know Who I Am Waiting For

I don't know who I am waiting for
Maybe I am waiting for the painter
Who turns the cathartic moon
Into carnation mist of healing
Or maybe I am waiting for the pianist
Whose fingers turn the daunting nights
To midnight seas of delightful dreams
Or maybe I am waiting for a poet
Who will turn me into a poem
With all new beginnings.

~ Nayanika Dey
©04012018

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Joseph May September 5, 2018 at 2:39 PM Beautiful write

Kishan Sharma September 3, 2018 at 10:17 PM Beautiful

Curtis Moorman August 26, 2018 at 6:19 PM Nayanika, your poem is a beautiful way of expressing yourself. You are the poem!! When love arrives, it will not be disguised. It will be readily recognizable. Let me say that I thoroughly enjoyed your correlation in comparing the various avenues down which you traveled in verse. Commendable and to be given high accolades. A truly great poem.