Hoping for advent, an age has gone by,
Word having given, why did You not arrive?
Dried is the garland, what's the searing fire?
By the mind it got burned, don't You realize?
Why go on furnishing such a declaration?
Why oh why do You cajole via hope's deception?
By a heart unspeaking, despair awakened,
Made to cry, what's the gain, please reply.
You can go on doing whatever is Your wish;
From me also there's not any contradiction.
But with no victory nor defeat either,
Futile anguish why do You provide?
Sarkarverse article
Audio recording
Wednesday, October 5, 2022
The bottom line
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Torture me if You want, but You merely waste our time. Whether You come or not, I wait until You arrive.
ReplyDelete