I’m waiting for a message,
One that should be clear,
I’m waiting for a message,
To say he wants me near.
I’m waiting for a sign,
To show he really cares,
I’m waiting for a sign,
To say he wants me there.
I’m waiting for some word,
To say he’s thinking of me,
I’m waiting for some word,
To say he still needs me.
But why should I wait?
What’s in it for me?
Should I just sit here,
And then simply agree?
With whatever he does,
With whatever he says,
With all his opinions,
In the end, give him praise?
For coming out with what,
I knew all along,
That the time isn’t right,
And that I am not strong.
Strong enough to say it first,
Strong enough to tell,
That things are not right,
Things aren’t going well.
I shouldn’t wait,
Nor lament for something lost,
A love I thought to be true,
That actually incurred a cost.
Love should be free,
Lovers free to speak their minds,
One shouldn’t have to wait,
Such a love is just unkind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perfect choice of words to end with, Aisha... it is unkind to make someone wait unnecessarily. Good write!