Life is short, too short to live and wait,
Cause everything is linked with time
And there's nothing permanent.
Here was I waiting for you,
With ten million dreams in my mind;
Hoping that you would come.
I was standing nervously yet believing-
Upon the childish dream of mine,
Thinking perhaps, at last you may appear.
But I was fooled, fooled by feelings,
And I, I was ignorant about the destiny
And was waiting there like a savage
Until the bluish sky turned thickly dark.
I was staring above the darkling sky
Patiently counting the stars
And crookedly singing
Beneath the chill moon light.
I didn't cared the ticking time,
Cause I was in my prime,
Wild and free from care.
All I have was life and nothing more,
Yet was bold enough to give you all;
But the tragedy of being expecting
Was that, you never acknowledged my existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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