The longer it takes
the longer I wait
not once did I think
you would be my fate.
The longer I waited
the more I anticipated
your arrival
man, I hate it.
Waiting forever
for Mr. Right
not over night
not by flight.
I thought I found him
once or twice before
but I am still waiting
by my door..
The longer I wait
the more I hate
the things you said
would be my fate.
The longer it takes
the longer I wait
the more I hate
the worst of fate....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this can be a nice tongue twister too...nicely done