The humble Sun is all set,
And the nasty Moon rises.
Stars and cloud
Are slowly filling the
Empty black skies.
Satiated Vultures have
Long fallen asleep.
But the groping bats are
Still staring deep.
My loyal dog,
Has decided
Not to bark tonight.
And the ravenous hyenas
Have surmised,
To have mercy
On my plight.
All this while,
The politic owl
Has been waiting
Anxiously
For the sacrimony
To begin !
No longer can I contain
My anger, disdain.
So, I close my eyes
As the Sun rise.
Sometimes I attempt
To recollect, regain
About yesterday
But its all futile, in-vain.
And then, I succumb
Yet again.
To my paralyzed life.
Slowly, falling deep asleep.
Waiting for a better tomorrow
All over again !
And the nasty Moon rises.
Stars and cloud
Are slowly filling the
Empty black skies.
Satiated Vultures have
Long fallen asleep.
But the groping bats are
Still staring deep.
My loyal dog,
Has decided
Not to bark tonight.
And the ravenous hyenas
Have surmised,
To have mercy
On my plight.
All this while,
The politic owl
Has been waiting
Anxiously
For the sacrimony
To begin !
No longer can I contain
My anger, disdain.
So, I close my eyes
As the Sun rise.
Sometimes I attempt
To recollect, regain
About yesterday
But its all futile, in-vain.
And then, I succumb
Yet again.
To my paralyzed life.
Slowly, falling deep asleep.
Waiting for a better tomorrow
All over again !
The silence of night does hold a music to welcome with hope a better tomorrow.. Perhaps that's what makes it less dark to me. Thoughtful words.
ReplyDeletemusic in silence ! wonderful thought Leo. appreciate your comments always.
DeleteBeautiful words. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Your poem really makes one ponder.
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thanks for the comment Buffi. I am glad you liked the poem !
DeleteA very somber and thought-provoking piece, but not without hope!
ReplyDeletevery well Judie. Not without hope..its always good to read your comments.
Deletevery nicely expressed the departure of night and wait for a better tomorrow..
ReplyDeleteinteresting take Ruchi...departure of night or perhaps day !
Deleteb'ful words !
ReplyDeleteDear Nitin,
ReplyDeleteVery moving poem here my friend. We all hope that waiting for tomorrow will always be a beautiful day. Thanks for sharing this deep post my friend.
always appreciate your comments here Andy
DeleteA sensitive poem Nitin...what else does one day but to hold to that hope with all our hope--that waiting for tomorrow, that new day, that betterness..
ReplyDeleteya Bhavana...sometimes we wait for a better tomorrow...sometimes today never ends and sometimes we hope everything ends tomorrow ! tomorrow means different things to different people at different points in their lives. thanks again for sharing your thoughts !
Deletelovely lines....hope is probably the best thing in this world...it makes us wait for a better tomorrow..:)
ReplyDeletethanks Sub..you are probably right !!
DeleteVery expressive, hopeful and apt description of mind. The mix of helplessness and hope is amazing. Loved it!
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