A Wait, Infinite Poem by Valsa George
A Wait, Infinite
Night stirred memories, once forgotten
Of the days I burnt with love
When you consumed my days
And I carried you like a queen
In the palanquin of my thoughts
Without fore thought, to elbow out
The marauding of thorny memories
I set out, travelling miles,
My heart throbbing in my chest
My nimble legs shaking and trembling
And finally reaching your hermitage
Casting away my stilted pride
Expectant and anxious,
I waited at your doorstep
To seize the moment
To renew a commitment
And knocked hopefully at your door,
So far never opened before anyone
While listening intent
For the approaching foot steps
And the sound of the key
Turning on the latch
Did I see a face peering through the window,
And quickly withdraw?
Was it the face I longed to see?
Might not be or else, I would have
Been admitted in.
Time skipped quickly by
Hours flitted between the limping dawn
And the staggering night
Initially I knew the tedium of waiting
And the crushing weight of Time on me
Soon I lost count of it
Like an alien, how long had I waited there
Weeks, months or years?
It must have been a pretty long wait
I knew roots had grown under my feet
And my body had vegetated into a tree
But without leaves and fruits!
That too must have shed
In course of time!
I wonder if I ever lived
Or ever died
In Time’s eternal motion
The tree will remain there
As a trunk of fossilized hope
Till your love charges life into it!
Ah, I am trying hard to swim across this tide-bound ocean of emotions. What a write! As usual, my inner self is engaged in dissecting your state of mind during the process of this versification. The mystical ambiance, sure, is a wonderful canvass for such a passion to remain enduring; proclaiming the slogan of ' purest form of passions proclaim themselves the possibilities'. God Bless.
A well written poem with feelings and poetic characterization. The last but one stanza is like icing on the cake. Lovely..
You have done something impossible for many poets over here. It is a poem that has the touch of a mystic element that is apparently human and obviously metaphysical in effect. A great write from you. Madam Valsa here is your 10 out of 10. I am soon to write a lot on the bitter side of life that one is forced to have...
In Time’s eternal motion The tree will remain there As a trunk of fossilized hope Till your love charges life into it! .......so touching and impressive. A beautiful metaphorical poem nicely executed.
Truly all the lines are so beautifully written with nice metaphor after reading the piece I felt lively and buoyant with hopes.........Valsa..........you are amazing
A lovely piece of work, a great poem! May you be blessed!
Hope is infinite so wait is......true love and the last line is especially touching.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 3:52:59 AM # 1.0.0
A beautiful and highly captivating write Valsa. I can truly feel the sadness depicted in this poem of unrequited love. Having to wait patiently and contemplating it ever. Love abounds here. Haunting and excellent at the same time.