Dying Waiting

Have I failed or is it a fumble?
I will have to sit quiet and see
Against the power of fate I'm humble
A man who will have to wait to break free

Will my time come soon (in this life time?)
The forces up there know much better
Is asking for what I deserve a crime?
She will tell me, my destiny, I ought to trust her.

But this wait plays games with my mind
Makes it think of more failures and losses
Feel like a tied up prisoner trying to find
The food that my captor to me tosses

I speak to you help me break these chains
Do you hear me? Is it not loud, my voice?
I can't stay this way, this state, it pains
I cry, I have to be like this, I have no choice

Will a prayer help me find the right direction?
Even if it does I don't know how to pray
All my life I wandered for satisfaction
Should've been with you, I've been astray

by Jasjiv Singh

Other poems of SINGH (70)

Comments (1)

But this wait plays games with my mind Makes it think of more failures and losses Feel like a tied up prisoner trying to find The food that my captor to me tosses well rhymed, well written..............tussi phatte chak ditte...keep it up. Read PROMISE in my poems