Waiting

Trying to see the light.

The shroud of many colours

Draws heavier with each step taken

Down this road strewn with razors and barbed wire

Shrouded in a gloom; that can’t be chased away

Waiting for something to point the way

To reach the land where

Stars sing songs of answered prayers

An Eden for parched souls

Waiting for something to shine

Fluttering moths drawn to a flame

Incinerated by the yearning

Crushed by the embrace of stone

Waiting for a frozen heart to beat

To pump venom through these icy veins

The colours distort in the haze

Gazing into the abyss

Waiting for a breeze to blow

To take a breath of courage

To wish for a little less turmoil

For some order in the eye of the storm

To find refuge from the siege

Waiting for reprieve

Reviews

[Polaroid Impossible]

Love the line "Down the road strewn with razors and barbed wire". It casts me into an almost end of the world setting, as if we are being chased by some sort of future cannibal cult.. very nicely worded

[Dushyant Patni]

Thank you, glad you enjoyed it.

[Shaibelle]

"Fluttering moths drawn to a flame
Incinerated by the yearning"

Such beautiful imagery- and such a lovely interpretation of the emotions held in this piece. Please keep writing, because you're doing a spectacular job.

[Dushyant Patni]

Thank you, for the encouraging words. :)

[Sami Khalil]

"Crushed by the embrace of stone

Waiting for a frozen heart to beat

To pump venom through these icy veins

The colours distort in the haze

Gazing into the abyss"

This was wonderful....Thank you for sharing...:)...............

[Dushyant Patni]

Thank you for the encouraging words. Much obliged. :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).........................