The Wait
The weather was too cold
thinking if my travel was a mistake
said to my heart, covered by snow
Everything is going to be alright
Blooming like a jasmine, was I
Trying to mold myself into a new world
Said to my life, covered in spring flowers
Everything is beautiful
Life has a dramatic curve
Remembering the time of happiness
Said to myself, tangled up inside
Everything will heal within time
Trusting time to find the cure
Looking for the keys in my own creation
To free the bird in the cage,
Said near is the time to fly
-Reshma Shaik
This poem is about:
Me
My family