A SWAN

My first attempt at a picture story.

These words were told to me by a very close friend of mine almost 6 years ago. I can still feel the depth in them resonate all around.

THEY WAIT NO MORE

Painting: Narcissa (oil on canvas) by Sai Harsha; Photo by Aersh Danish; Location: Manipal

They wait no more…

Time and tide has gone by,

The feeling has gone too.

The people have changed.

Like seasons change.

Now… they wait no more.

The joy of being together,

The fun of companionship,

The trust… the bond…

It’s all gone.

First it used to be us.

Now it’s just me

For they still linger together

But… they wait no more

The pain of being alone

In a crowd of people

In a crowd of stone

The pain is beyond all

When you have people,

But all friends are gone.

And when I wonder,

Why is it so?

It’s because they wait no more…

**********************

Its been really long I tried my hand at poetry. In fact, this poem was written by me almost 2 years ago and I had to rummage through my documents folder to get to it. 

I really don’t know how good I am with poetry, and perhaps the one reasons why I put it up is because my blog gets hardly any visitors. But if you are reading this, do tell me how you feel.