Wait (Poetry)
#4 of Miscellaneous Works
It took me a while, but I'm finally about ready to post all the stuff I've worked on for the last few months. Sorry if poetry isn't your thing; I'll be posting some of my stories later as well.
Wait
What was I to do?
Wouldn't it all have been in vain?
So all I did was...Wait.
I was feeling blue.
It all was always the same.
Could I do anything but...Wait?
That's all I knew.
I knew I couldn't handle the pain.
Shouldn't I just...Wait?
Then I chose a different hue.
A set pattern accomplishes nothing.
What is life without spontaneity?
So what was the point?
Did it matter?
Did I matter?
"No." said I.
A tear escaped my eye.
As a figure passed me by,
I called out as I looked to the bright sky.
A silence fell.
A touch of darkness seeped into the light.
"Do I dare disturb the universe?"
Eliot once wrote.
"No." said I.
Or had I already offended?
The figure stopped.
My heart plummeted.
Was there yet time to descend the stair?
I did not know.
I did not need to know.
I had been here before.
On the other side of things.
At least, I remembered it that way.
A flash of darkness came over me.
A warmth followed.
Had my time ended?
For I felt at peace.
But the bustle of the streets continues.
My scars still there.
Was it all just a dream?
Or had I stopped wanting to...Wait?
The shadow lifted.
The daylight felt stronger.
It might have been worth the...Wait.
With a new-found resilience,
I stepped forth.
With a new-found courage,
I chase.
With a new-found voice, I yelled, "Wait!"