Tick tick tick tick tick
Goes the big clock on the wall
So slowly like it was enjoying itself
While I waited helplessly for you,
I laid so quietly on the bed
Staring at the ceiling like something hidden was there
Shifting my eyes from the ceiling to the door and back
Hoping that you will walkthrough
Rushing to lay next to me
Holding me so firm in your arms
Protecting me with your body as a child scared of the dark
But the door never opened
Yet I stayed so quiet
So I could hear every sound
Just to be sure when you finally come
I still hope you will, but you never did
You chose to die in the cold hands of war
Than right by my side
Still believe you will come back, my lover
And so I chose to wait
Though time passes away fast
Drawing me very close to death
I am still waiting for you to come home.
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The horrors of war
A Lover waiting earnestly for a Love that would never be
these are the joys that war brings
the gladness that death breeds
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The merriment that comes with the news of death
And then the eagerness in the heart of a waiting lover
Knowing fully well that her beloved may never return.
My case here is different,
My most beloved will rather fight for his country
Than love me.
How hurting and sadly beguiling
And yet
You cannot but openly edge him on
As asking him to come to your arms for a cuddle when the nation faces a great peril would be seen as an act of sabotage to the nation.
You’re left to the tears of solitude