JILLAM PARIDA
its midnight & my eyes just staring at the wall opposite
no sleep, no dreams,
i sit and watch the drama
unfolding before me;
like an empty canvas
waiting for an artist
i wait in anticipation
wondering when and wondering why;
i did all i could,
so i believe so,
what is happening is beyond my grasp
and i can only watch as a mere spectator;
a mere spectator in my own life
one moment its all the way up,
the next its hanging in balance,
the tension is nerve wracking;
patience is all i have
and patience is all that i need
as i watch the things unfold
and let things take shape at its own pace;
i waited a long time for this,
so what difference it is going to mak
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