Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.~Robert Frost

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Not Just Yet

This is a Blank Verse..by me.

The miles I have to walk
Seem to go down
A lonely & desserted path
And everytime I think
This agonising journey is over
The voices call out & say:
'Not just yet'.

The pain increases by the second
And the suffering appears to have no end
And they say,
I have many more miles to go
But I'm not ready,
Not just yet.

But as the clock ticks
I do find out
That the pain is here to stay
And the suffering is inevitable
'Could I just end it all?'

The voices have no answer
I search frantically for a reply
But I realize
I'm just groping in the dark
And that's when I hear God's voice say
"Not just yet."

2 Comments:

Blogger Akanksha said...

I loved this poem...
Very well written.

8:48 AM  
Blogger ThinkingWanderer said...

thanks akanksha:)...
Im a fan of ur poems too!

10:48 AM  

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