He told me to wait
Wait for what for whom
Is it for love
Is it for a husband
Or is it for a fetus in my womb
He told me to wait
Again wait for what for whom
For a man whose definitions of life.. love... me are doomed thanks to his matcho egocentric plume
Is it for a man who disdained for being a woman in men's room
Or right shall I wait for his wounds to heal while trying to drown me until there is nothing left for my soul to be exhumed
He told me to wait
He never knew me I presumed
Wonderful poem Wissal. I really loved it. So nicely written full of depth and emotion. Thanks for sharing.
Lovely and well articulated piece of poetry bristling with insight. The waiting game, sometimes could be emotionally draining and eventually lead to major heartbreak. A nice poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No, he never did know you, Wissal.