Still Awaited Poem by V P Mahur

The wait of light is still awaited
It is sure to come
When the shine of humanity
Fills the entire vicinity
And the devil of selfishness
Is crushed under the bright
Of sanctity

The wait of air is still awaited
It is sure to come
When the fragrance of belief
Removes the entire grief
And the smoke of suspicion
Is removed by the touch
Of relief

The wait of unity is still awaited
It is sure to come
When the clarity of reason
Fills the entire vision
And the offense of treason
Is revealed by the colour
Of simplification