Waiting

Sliding towards a darker side of the day

There have been enough distractions and tiring thoughts

No regret! Heart was engaged to identify the heartbeat of life

Spine seems fragile but can bear the weight efficiently

Arched according to the curvature of life’s leanings

Body does start a monologue to narrate the undesirable burden

Eye rolling can gather all the rage that surrounds

Sometimes trailing life can lead nowhere

Left with the feeble strands of unfinished stories, all alone

Days fate are linked with the temperament of conscious mind

Hope still vibrates feebly, waiting to be resuscitated

Nature’s breath and crisp evening transform under last rays

Waiting passionately for the dusk to glow

Weave magic with the moonlight and slip away to dreamland©