Long Run
Time passes
long wait...
And none of us
arrives at the appointment...
the watch of life
still loose
unmarked
the final moment...
But the inexorable fear
is looking for me
of our yearnings...
And we, when
we finally arrive...!
To our destination...
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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