Final Hour Of wait

It’s been a wait for ages

I have seen and crossed all stages

It’s had to recall when it began

And that easy so say when will it end.

Till yet it never felt like a wait

But this final hour just seems to extend.

Days would just pass like hours

When thought of wait was behind the bars.

Now that it’s about to get over

The wait and the journey,

Time tends to elongate

And the clock looks phony.

Ashutosh Bhardwaj--