Head bowed but seeing through vivid thoughts
No knowing what the path holds within
Standing across the room, yearning to dance
But we must wait for the music to begin.
Hold out your hand and take hold of hope
Laugh and sing with dangerous trust
Don't look at your feet, just take a step
But waiting for reality is always unjust.
Gaze through blind glasses and see the beauty
The beauty that are your thoughts, so true
The river of life flows so fiercely and freely
But hark the music! Don't wait; it's your cue!
Author notes
Titles - Waiting
Hope you get it -_- I'm no good at explaining XD
A contest entry
- enter please by my cyanide.
300 points, ended October 10, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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wow...I like this. Its a good write. good luck
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