The Wait by Purba Chakraborty
The moment has finally arrived; I wheezed breaking the smile And looked around in a jiffy. The wait is making me impetuous; My lashes now, know not how to blink How did I wait for thee a thousand days? Twin flames we are, unwavering is that Our souls met clandestinely every full moon night, Whispering vows of ethereal togetherness. My soul has had enough of thee; Now my senses suspire for my soul mate, The yearning refuses to alleviate. Impatience laced with frequent gasp;