The Wait

I’ve lingered for many days,

I have waited for far too long.

Some said, I’ve been too patient,

some said that I’ve been wrong.

Now, however we meet soon,

it’s been many months of wait.

And I’ll leave no stone unturned,

whatever plans my fate.

I imagine her in my castle of dreams.

I cannot stop my joyful screams.

I realize, I’ve acted a fool.

I continue to walk on my way to school.

I cannot explain how much I miss.

The evening with her would be a bliss.

The long endured pain will be ceased,

and perhaps then, I will be pleased.

A sight of her makes me aspire,

to praise her and to admire.

“Why should we ever be distant?”,

my soul questions me every instant.

I’ve been longing to hear her voice,

on hearing her words, I will rejoice.

I’m enthralled by what she says.

She is a fairy in many ways.

Today, it seems, time’s moving slow,

for there are mere a few hours left.

Why can’t I make day pass by soon?

Of all my patience, I am bereft.

Every effort I make, any gift I give,

I know they will be worthwhile.

If only I could be the reason,

for her lovely magical smile.

- Rishabh Bidya