Patiently Waiting

I’m waiting for your words

as sweet as a bird’s

song. But the long wait has made me jaded.

The excitement has long faded.

The descent in my energy

has caused me this lethargy.


My hope shattered to pieces, and splinters

hurt me as I pick them with my fingers.

Hopelessness is the twin of 

death, so enough!

I will never succumb nor

will I lie helplessly on the floor.


So here, I patiently sit

like how lady aristocrats knit

when they patiently wait for love;

waiting for their destiny from above.

Without freedom to do things my own way,

and all I could do is hope for the best and pray.


But still, here I wait,

believing in fate

that a herald will come

and that good news from

his mouth will bring glee,

and from my anxiety, I’ll be free.



Word of the Day Challenge: death

Ragtag Daily Prompt: splinter

Fandango’s One Word Challenge: jaded

Three Things Challenge: twin, aristocrat, herald

Your Daily Word Prompt: descent



  1. pensitivity101 · October 13, 2019

    Loved this!

    Liked by 1 person

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