Waiting In Agony - T ABRAHAM
(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)
The unfulfilled moving away,
A distance of unrest to test it,
Being a test to check the taste,
When it comes nearer some day,
It moves away towards farthest,
Of doubled the time and space,
Turning over into the vastness,
Or being demanded to repeat it,
Harmony turning itself down,
Trashing apart the disharmony,
Of belief becoming an unbelief,
Turning towards an origin traced,
Tracking down the strong roots,
Buried deep within and in-wait,
Agonised growth and shrinkage,
An agony which keeps hindering,
Still being watered and kept alive,
Turning it all over in a repetition,
A surrounding joy of a discovery,
Unraveled a truly hidden history,
Ultimately it solves the mystery.