It’s yet another Wednesday,
but the one you said, you would wait for, never came.
Or may be it did, and it went away too.
But I just kept waiting . .
Didn’t realize when it went past me,
yet to be woken by reality.
The Thursday before was a storm come true,
and the kiss on Friday,
promised of a greater tempest on the way. . .
Seaside happened and alcohol poured,
they mixed together and burnt it all. . .
And it's yet another Wednesday,
And I'm still here. .
5 comments:
killed me.. well almost, literally!
btw.. none of the days go unnoticed
Catcher in the rye nahi dena chahiye tha. .
Many a Wednesday comes,and many a Wednesday goes,but our expectations never wait for us.Its time we let them go and moved on.In life.
why this urge to move on.. ever tried halting a while and just observing.. like a loyal audience!
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