Do Hurry...

I see that this heart is empty,

And yet I know you are out there.

I don’t know how long can I be this strong,

To recognise you, that you are the one.

Many a roads have I walked alone,

And many a roads have I faltered.

I am tired by the irony of doing the wrong things.

Of choosing the wrong people.

My love is out there,

Only I have to find him, I need him to be -

Someone who will love me, for who I am,

Not changing me at all.

My religion, my wealth,

My looks wouldn’t matter, nor his,

All I would require him to be is strong.

By that I mean mentally.

Every night, I think he is out there,

All I need to be is strong.

I want to spend life’s beautiful paths with him.

To be proudly called a Mrs.

To be wed and loved and cared for,

The fear I have the most is,

Dying alone or being married to a man,

Who I do not love.

Do hurry,

And swipe me off my feet,

Cause I don’t know,

How long I can wait for you.

- A Poem by Fizz