Day 26 of NaPoWriMo 2020
“We were goin’ to meet again and wait”
I stand under the tree in rain and wait
I stand accused of things that I never did
But, for you I will swear in vain and wait
Why not celebrate and toast what we have?
Iced and uncorked is champagne. And wait.
Thirsty you have made me, thirsty I am. How
long will it be? How long must I abstain and wait?
For you, I’ll take on the world, but give me a sign.
I’m going crazy anticipating in this vein and wait.
‘Mirage’ conjures up the visions of exotic islands,
With nowhere to go, all I do is complain and wait.
Notes: Day 26 of NaPoWriMo 2020. Off prompt today as well.
Penned another ghazal. I started with the first line from Bob Dylan’s song “This wheel’s on fire”. Incidentally, this is 200th post on this blog, it took me a good 8 years to get there.