THE WAIT
THE WAIT
I often think,
How much time,
Have I wasted on waiting at
Bus stops,
Railway stations,
Offices,
Meeting halls
And innumerable occasions!
Was it worth to spend
More than half of the life
On sleeping and waiting?
I may be wrong!
What should have I gained,
If I hurried past?
It could be
Worries, fatigue, pain and illness!
So, I must find new tools
To use during the waiting time,
In the most fruitful way!
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MY DRAWING BOOK
MY DRAWING BOOK ---------------------------------Once I had drawnVivid sketches on my notes,I closed the them and keptAt the bottom of my trunk!Now,when my paces slowed downWhen my craze has burnt downI tried to unlock my old trunkTo see the faded books there!Pages faded yellow greyHalf gnawed by silver fish;Crumbling pages lies thereToo tired to glance at me!
