Waiting! A Poem by Meerab Ilyas, Pakistan

Have you ever suffered from this temptation?

Repeatedly, my personal contemplation

It is such a hope

Which burns your blood, drop after drop

In order to get your purpose thirst

Waiting! Waiting! Waiting! Must

The central senate is the sun

Every planet waits for its turn

Day waits for night

Night waits for sunshine bright

Four marriages he is already done

Nine daughters but still waiting for son

Parents’ old-age reached

Children waiting to them teach

In the season of spring

Birds waiting for swing

Hunter waits for prey

Nervous victim tries to find running way

Patient remember, how he will be dead

On his diseased bed

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battle replete

Mother wants divorce give her to defeat

Time needle break

While knitting ‘wait’

God Himself waiting for sinner repentance

On last judgment they will get redemption