The Waiting Game Poem by Anita Atina
The Waiting Game
The call that was never made
Letters left unwritten
Songs unsung
Promises undone
A friendly hug, never shared
Deep despair, never bared
A kiss stillborn
Love waiting to be born
Pregnant hope
Empty lives
Deserted eyes
Silent echoes of the soul
The waiting game
Continues, eternally.
© 31 May 2008, Anita Atina
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: despair
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8/27/2026 5:08:31 PM # rel_20260826T082754Z_99b456e
this is a very good poem