The Wait…


He waited by the bank,

for a boat to pass by,

the silence followed,

and the blankness showered.

Some planks swam by,

bumping in the stones,

dipping and coming out,

playing a helpless bout.

The restlessness grew,

when he heard the noises,

but nothing came by and he,

started finding the calm again.

Monsoon came and went,

the water touched the ground,

and slimmed to the centre,

the wait on the bank continued.

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