Udaya R. Tennakoon


The Time Will Come - Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

Dark and silenced night
Surrounded me with a light
Aroused the past away I kept
No one knows I have a threat

Closed windows and doors by myself
I am the guard ever paid for myself
Keys are on the top of the books self
How did the past come at twelve half?

Extinguished inside lamps one by one
Before the last time of church bell rung
Without one in front nearby home
Everything was quite and to me no calm

Bed is aside alone as same unprepared
Some books are on the table unclosed
Ticking the clock like a ghost reminded
Sitting on the chair the past questioned

Burden on the head and unrest twitching in soul
Getting together and insist me to give up you fool
The way and the key I know that you have all
Behind me they don't know the fact of real

Becoming familiar for racking and suffering
Keep me alone useless by threatening
Time and the space one night will be guiding
For that moment without asleep I am waiting

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,253 Points Unwritten Soul (8/30/2012 11:43:00 AM)

    People say it's hurt to wait with uncertainty, but we can say let time bring to the destiny....the more we think the more we misery, so let time bring us to the moment where it answer all the questions, nice poem Udaya, thanks for inviting_Soul, Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012



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