Crevices Of Hopelessness..
The moon stayed.
Stayed for long. Really long.
The tiring wait,
Blurred the vision,
Shrunk the heart.
The weakened winks,
Now breathless, lost hope.
Hope to see the light.
Watch the sunrise.
The moon lingers for a bit more,
But finally the sun arrives.
The sunrays knock at the windows of eyes.
But Alas! The eyelids stay shut.
Not responding to the awaited light.
Why? What happened to the hope filled eyes?
Did the long slumber of wait, push the quest,
Into the deep crevices, away from light?
