Waiting for love

Waiting for love...

Away somewhere, in the depth of earth,

Or in the frostiest dungeon of my saddened heart,

I feel the fading cry of the days I lost

Wandering amid the haunted woods and frost

Alone, with a single companion not

To hold my hand, to share my thought,

Alone, friendless, exiled from the warmth of love

I sigh and wander, with a silent sky above...

None came to greet me with a smiling face,

To elevate me from this void, with her embrace,

None did I find, amid the deserted patch

Between woods of life, my soul's perfect match...

Will she not come, to free me from gloom?

To make the flowers of my garden bloom?

To free me from the chains that stole,

Light and life, from my weary soul?

I wait, and wander along the way,

For her arrival, till the end of the day,

And for endless nights to follow,

My soul still lit by hope's undying glow...

- Anirban Chatterjee