Waiting...

You are...
miles away where I cannot see,
across the sea which parts you and me,
I wish I heard what you speak
Words that please my heart...
Those that I think... I cannot seek...

All through summer, winter... every fall
I waited...each day for your call...
Hoping you'd have something to tell
something that brings spring into my life...
that keeps me under an eternal spell...

I don't really know what you think...
A hundred thoughts in me swell and sink...
I wish you knew how much I long...
for you...how I need to endlessly wait...
to hear from you...so this surging agony would abate...
Dear, Shall wait longer than the end of time...

Poetry written by Vishaka Sajan, 2009