Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Waiting for New Moon


Being a long
Very long dark phase
Hammering hard
Endless test on patience
Pondering flashes
Sleepless nights
Aching shoulders
Tiry eyes, no more tears forming tiny drop
Begging my own
little heart; that’s big when
having plenty of
sun shine, but I’m in dark…
keeping the rhythm
I shall bridge and
paving the way
For journey of my
Darling ones…
Still I'm hopeful
Waiting for
New crescent moon for life…
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