Waiting For Your Hold

20 May 2022  C. chou  1 min read.

A knot in my heart
A knot in my throat
So twisted
By those threats untold

And though my heart
Is no longer sold
I am ever so bold
To seek your hold

For the moment
That you break the mold

For the moment
That you stop
Being so cold

For life is both
A long and short road
That loses its meaning
When one only does as told

And so,
I wait,
Steadily and patiently,
Until the day we both grow old

This poem was inspired by a writing prompt from the “Storyteller’s Vault” Publication.

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C. Chou
C. Chou

A writer that loves cabbages and bamboo, but also enjoys writing and sharing fiction (particularly the fantasy genre). Find me on Medium at: https://chouxherbe.medium.com/