Waiting For When

By Ruhudeen Ali
April 9th, 2010

I am wondering when

I can search the world

and nearly drown to find a pearl.

When I can scale a mountain of effort

to escape from this lonely desert.

When I can swim in a sea of feelings

no longer staring up alone at this ceiling.

I am waiting for when

I can have more reason to care for this shell

to affirm the existence of heaven, after hell.

When in vain I will attempt to measure

the richness contained within the hidden treasure.

 When I can be a detective in your search

madly turning over each rock on this Earth.

I'm wondering when

I can forsake these lonely nights' twilight

to have someone else be my guiding light.

When I will thirst without the heat of the sun

that we may drink from the same cup as one.

When in hunger I will starve

for that celebrated cake, that together we will carve.

Waiting for when

I can share my everything

with the one who needs my nothing.

When I will fight 'til my last ounce of strength

for the name of the one who'll remain on my breath.

When I will shed tears and cry

with the one who is, for me, willing to sacrifice and die.

Waiting for when 
I will protect the honor

of the one who will defend mine when I'm a goner.

 When I can have peace of mind

knowing there is someone who is happy to be mine.

When I will walk with a sense of pride

that someone great wishes to be my bride.

Said I'm wondering when

I will have someone with whom I can confide

feeling mutually complete inside.

 When I can pop the question

after all these fruitless sessions.

When I will seek the answer

to find my life's enhancer.

So I await
When I can leave this desolation. 

When I can experience worldly perfection.

When I can stop begging the question

Will I ever

...find true love?