Wait

A long walk I walked

A thousand cries I cried

I was alone

I was lonely

A long life I lived

Waiting for you

I hoped you will come along

And sweep me off the feet

I wished you will magically appear

Soon we will meet

You will dust away the webs

And comb the wrinkled sheets

A thousand times I fell

Waiting for you

Days spent, nights burnt, years wasted

In the eternal wait

I gave up and fell on the face

feeling weak, being lost in the race

And then I knew

The wait will never be over

Because there is no wait

Because there is no one else

But there is me

And I am enough

Enough to fall down and get up

Enough to conquer the world

Without a crutch

Enough to be happy

And spread the love

I am me

I am enough

(C) Juztamom 2013

Shared with OctPoWriMo Day Three "I wrote a poem one day"

Writer’s note: This poem is reminiscent of my thoughts when I first started writing poetry years back

Lost without you

In a blind haze I run after you

You left me dry and pleading

You became me and

left me needing

I started living through you

You became my each moment

You were my time,

You were my rhyme

You filled my day and

You became my dreams

You became my voice

And you were my screams

You became me and

Left me mute

Where ever I look I see your prints

I keep hoping you are still there

But my heart sinks

Only your imprints but you are not there

I try and envision but don’t find you anywhere

You were the soul of my empty sack

You were there everywhere

In the soft chuckle

In the loud giggle

In the warmth of fingers

In sighs and quivers

In the balcony

On the table

In the kitchen

With the ladles

With the stars in the night

In the music and in the fights

You became me

And left me aching

I am lost without you

I am not alive without you

I plead and pray

For you to come find me

For you to come to me

For you to be me

My muse,

Come make me cry again

Come make my pen fly again

(C) Juztamom 2013

Shared with OctPoWriMo Day two  Hiding places

Mother (Haiku)

gentle as a dove

fierce as a tiger

Maa

Shared with Haiku Heights/Sep Heights Day  29 Mother 
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Nest (Haiku)

built on dreams

colored with vows

our love nest

Shared with Haiku heights/Sep Heights Day 25 Den

Strive (Haiku)

head down voice meek

being dead but alive

an attempt to survive 

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work through the day

study under the lamp

struggle to move up

Shared with Haiku Heights/Sep Heights Day 24 Strive 
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