Monday, August 22, 2011

Words flowing out


Words flowing out,
Haltingly,
Slowly.
Irregularly
Trickling down
As I wait for them.
In anticipation,
Angrily.
Oh! The futility of waiting
On and on!
Looking at the console
All the while
I keep on wishing, that they'll come after all as they used to – once.
Once.
Yes they used to pour uninvited.
Words the water of a broken pipeline on the street.
All the taps
Are dry mouthed now.
No water.
I wait
In anticipation
For words' flowing out
Even if haltingly
Slowly.

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