I will be found waiting...

When there is something inside you,
that no one is ready to hear.
The feeling that no one is there,
and you are left all alone.
I will be found waiting.

When all relations, new and old,
leave you in a swerving oblivion.
The poignancy reaching its limit,
and the pain insufferable .
My care would be found waiting.

When you can’t differentiate, between right and wrong,
And the perplex is consistently annoying.
There will be a place away from both,
a place so naive and devoid of deceptive facade.
And there, I will be found waiting.

When you need to cheer up your mood,
and everything around is gloomy.
The melody of life is missing,
and the shades of life are becoming dark.
My songs would be found waiting.

When the expectations melt,
and no one seems to be near.
When everything appears to be coming to an end,
there will still be something incomplete,
and that will be my wait.

When you are overwhelmed with joy,
and happiness knocking your door.
The blissful expanse is spreading its arms,
there will still be something incomplete,
and that will be my wait.

When everyone shows, how caring they are,
and the masquerading world engulfs you,
There will always be a corner, away from that banal bright
where something is waiting for the end of this pretence.
and that will be my unending wait. 

When everything ends, and ends again,
after the end of that,
I will be found waiting...