My heart leaps up by Rajnish Mishra

My heart leaps up

‘My heart leaps up’, beats fast and I feel a rush.
I don’t rush it though, I know: ‘Haste makes waste’
I’ve learnt to wait patiently, against hope, sometimes.

‘The first time is always the hardest’,


yet, I don’t rush it. I know: ‘Haste makes waste’
‘Time and tide wait for none’, so I must take my chance.
‘The first time is always the hardest’, I know that .
‘practice makes a man perfect’.

‘Time and tide wait for none’, so I take my chance.
My gaze is sharp, straight and clear. I’m in my prime.            
I know, ‘practice makes a man perfect’.
Tonight, there’s no light. It’s still and no wind blows but 

my gaze is sharp, straight and clear. I’m in my prime.            
I have waited long in the shadows of darkness and 

tonight, there’s no light. It’s still and no wind blows.

It’ll be over in an instant: the chase, the catch and the kill.

I have waited long in the shadows of darkness
I’ve learnt to wait patiently, against hope, sometimes.
It’ll all be over, the chase, the catch and the kill, in an instant

and ‘my heart leaps up’, beats fast and I feel a rush.

©2017 Rajnish Mishra

 

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Rajnish Mishra is a poet, writer, translator and blogger born and brought up in Varanasi, India. He is the editor of PPP Ezine, a poetry ezine. He has a blog on poetry, poetics and aesthetic pleasure: https://poetrypoeticspleasure.wordpress.com.

 

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