The Wait Poem by Rosun Rajkumar

The Wait



A pity few rays left, the sun went dim;
Air in a nest, in an abandoned house, grew grim.

She knew no reasons of his delay;
confused then ever, in silence deadly she lay.

Defeated by a comrade or made to a human stew;
a malignant fate favoured hir return a chances few.

Of the toil it took to build the nest an early spring;
the dream to stay one, now lost, did tears bring.

Never to return was his cursed flight, basic;
Time fragmented, a splint with the nest lay static.

A solitary nest & a tormented heart eyed the abandoned gate.
Setting all earthly possibilities commenced her eternal wait!

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