I Wait

I wait for your paradise
The promise at the alter
When I was beautiful and angelic
Then, I believed in this flower
To flourish and never die
Even in the scorching gossips
scorning my unyielding womb
That has stolen your happiness
And buried your pride
Even then, I still wait
To see the truth of a vow
To be loved and cherished
Till the end of time

Laban Matara
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/10/2021

Poet's note: We ought to stick by our vows.
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