“Waiting” is a poem out of teenage innocence. When i was that 17-18 yr. teen who had issues with lot of things in life. Peer issues, parental issues, study issues & personal complexities.
Waiting for everybody
There was nobody
Waiting for nobody
There was anybody
Waiting for anybody
There was some body
Waiting for somebody
There was everybody
Waiting for the time to come
Which waits for no one…
Waiting for the rising sun
In every golden morning
With fun & frolic all the day
I’ll be waiting for its mourning
Waiting for the shining moon
In every creepy night
Sleeping with the dreams soon
I’ll be waiting for morning light
Waiting for nights and days
In all, every different ways
Waiting for a bud to
Blossom into a lovely flower
Fill my life with beauty, new
And vanish all my fear
Waiting for an egg to
Grow into a bird high
Rich my life with hard work
For success to be always near by
Waiting for joy to come
In my life in wholesome…
