"I wait I wait"

tring …tring…tring…..

My heart burns when she cuts my phone

My heart churns when she does not pick my calls

I wait …

I wait…

Wait in anticipation that she will ….this time she will.

 

Everytime I think of her ,my body wants to be with her,

My mind wants to be with her,

My soul with her…

But I wait ,wait in anticipation that

---she may call…

---she may call

My soul burns in anticipation for a call…

….

Everytime I hear my phone ring

I rush towards it thinking it to be her,

Only to find it an insurance agent,   bastard.

I still wait…

I wait…

 I clog to listen to her voice once ….

…Amma! Ask her to pick my call..

I wait …

I wait…

My heart Questions ….

..till when should …

..till when should ….

Amma let me know that.

Everyday the sun shines brighter, I believe, yes today she will

…she will

..she will call,

Will she, will she….

I wait,

I wait

will she pick
will she pick up
will my  voice choke when she picks up my phone 

…

Everyday morning ,

I wake up in the hope,

today I will get to see her,

today I will get to see her,

Only to see some other ugly ladies.

Everyday I think Today I am meeting her,

Everyday I think Today I am meeting her….

I wait..

I wait..

I wait in agony…

I wait in desperation…

I wait in  pain…

The Question lingers,

Will she hear my voice?

Will she hear my voice?

I wait …

I wait…

 

 And I am  still WAITING!!!