I await
Something is amiss something is not right
My usual calms missing it's out of my sight
There's a deep seated restlessness, I wish I could fight
Not knowing whom to share with, my feelings I indite
There are some barriers, some rules so irrefrangible
Moving across them can have reasons so tangible
Are they all real or phantom of my creation
Dancing and teasing in the shadows of imagination
Somehow this restlessness has me addicted to it
Like a drunkard besotted I am at the end of my wits
The more I try to run the more I feel allured
It's elation, intoxication what is it 'am not sure
Like a child who wants to assuage any fear
My mind wants the calm back but all it hears is a fleer
What am I waiting for standing at these shores
I have all that I care for, then what do I yearn more
I think day and night new ideas I implore
To secure that approval of which I have galore
I knew I had to look within me and no where outside
It's me only me who can help this restless feeling subside
I may sing a canticle and my feelings I canonize
But the truth is I am still restless and am not surprised
As I am a human who love the shimmer of mirage
For the love of unknown ready to face the barrage
I don't know what I wait for but I wait every day
Maybe a turn in my destiny shall show me the right way
Rima Sharda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem