I Am Waiting For That Day... Poem by Eva Clara Harahap

The Wheel is finally turning..
Sadly it brought no fortune...
it keeps on spinning...
No where, no destination, just turning around...

Some will keep on listening...
Some will keep on hoping...
Some will keep on believing...
That a beautiful life is finally turning...

Oh such pity for those souls...
Who can not trust their own...
They are broken long time ago...
I wish i was there to help...
But life wanted me to be somewhere else...

I keep on lying to myself...
I keep on winning on things...
That does not seemed to matter that much...
I am the agony inside the dying head..
No one knows something hurt my soul...

I am not suppose to be here...
All stories are playing in my mind...
Everyone is still laughing, enjoying all scenes...
I still cry alone at night...

It does not seem to matter...
What i fear most in my whole existence..
Dont you judge of my life....
Dont you judge of my composition...
This is a justice that have no mercy on me...

I am not bothered everyday...
When my life goes like a river flows..
Many times it hit a big rock...
It just a big rock, no more no less...
Not a sign against all odds...

Will there be a day? ...
When i can live with myself? ...
When I dont have to lie everyday? ...
When finally my soul hurts no more? ...
When my spirit finds its own home...

When the wheel is finally brought the fortune...
I shed tears of no return...
For all the wasted time...
For all the wasted chance...

I wish i knew then...
Everything about existence...
Life will then be so meaningfull...
I will be singing under the full moon...
Looking at life as if i am the lover...
The rest of it will watch me in silence...

I am waiting for that day...
When every day is a holy day...
I am waiting for that moment....
When every moment is a sacred moment...
For my life is in my hands...

Copyright © Eva Clara Harahap July'09