ASKING MY INCOMPLETE VERSES

My incomplete verses and I , in this arid isle of life , trudging over the sand, like a vagrant knight, meandering like a bird waiting for the dawn . How long shall I wait for the sun ? Is it in hiding, to vivify my sore ? Crest of completion, how much high ?, ASKING my incomplete verses and I ! ; My incomplete verses and pain, like rain bearing clouds, dwadling and dallying with the burden of moist ,yearning to pour down and shaking off the load . How long shall I wait for the freedom? Will my insolent self ever be in repose ? Will my crestfallen eyes ever see the rain ?, ASKING my incomplete verses and pain ! @UpasanaChatterjee