Whilst What Waits Then Just a craving the only yearning, steal away my solitude whilst surrounded by the multitude morning anticipated , the blessing asked for while sun blazed the snails crawled cuckooBara sang its tale my teddy all I have lonesome woods utter, the insensitive eviction Hard to deal can’t win rainfall sneer across the folk’s enmity in the empty quarters what could have been something besides Moving without silhouette the lonely nightingale sunshine by the horizon wonder when it will happen epitome of love desirable ever exist Womb which found might which created hostile appear the hands well never beyond individual cosmos ordeal will it yet accept fullstop Friends and fakes yesterday and nowadays weren’t you my love no another just name sake right fright of what waits then. -khushi.