Wednesday 24 December 2014

Delay

Are you teaching me patience?
A virtue I'm yet to fully achieve
Like an artist on a canvas
Painting beautifully in black and white.
The waiting game is never over
Anywhere, Everywhere
Constantly i'm holding on
This independence I was taught.
Fragile hands
Weary eyes
Unfriendly faces
Is anyone hospitable?
Culture rich with history
Landscapes stretching out into all directions
India is and will always be India
For I must now search within me and explore. 

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