She Sat There...

She sat there;

I dont know waiting for whom?

In anticipation;

I could read it in her eyes.

Her eyes seemed moist;

Or did I care?

A dream I said to myself;

Dream's Manifestations -

In the city of Dreams.

Coz if she ever was;

I wouldn't let her cry.

For that matter;

I wouldn't let her be ALONE.

But these moments of silence;

The sheer pain of waiting,

for a hand that would never be besides;

Maybe it would just be HIS ways of telling -

"U too have a SOUL my CHILD."

A humane one at that.

She sat there;

I dont know waiting for whom..