The Wait

The poem below was written a month after I got married. It was written after the mad rush of marriage celebrations and the honeymoon. Reality hit me very hard of how things are married to a doctor and that too in the army.I felt the house would swallow me and thats when I got writing. Don't worry, I was out of that low phase soon! Please read out the following poem slowly, you will feel the stillness I wish to convey. I am sure many women will understand these words. Do leave behind your thoughts!

The Wait

Four rooms and sixteen walls,

I sit alone,

I wait.

The sun rises,

The wind blows,

Birds feed and nest,

I sit alone ,

I wait.

Leaves fall,

Flowers bloom and wilt,

Shadows drop, stars are born, some die,

I sit alone,

I wait.

Time comes, and time slows,

I work alone,

I sit alone,

I wait.

He comes,

I am not alone,

And then he goes,

I sit alone,

I wait

In these four rooms and sixteen walls, is my life,

I sit alone,

I wait.