Poem: Waiting For The Inevitable

 

One thing is to lose something,

It is different when you know you will lose

and you wait for it to happen.

It is a feeling of certainty in uncertainty. 

It feels horrible, it feels mad,

It feels as if a pound of iron on your chest.

No other way to get rid of it,

you move, you wait and you calmly anticipate.

You need to reach there at that time, 

the time which feels distant every time.

It will come, for sure it will come

But till then I have to carry this numb.