Waiting for a better day, today

I saw the ocean, today
The water, the salt in the air
As I waded into the murky deeps, in my head
Looking for a foothold beneath the sand
I knew it wasn't the day
My day
Still, it was time
The waters had to be tested, today
Grey clouds above me, fine spray around me
That clung to me
I waded through the deep, one little step at a time
Waiting, for that moment, today
The sand slipping through
Through my toes this time, and yet I trudged on
A faraway call, a whale song
Floating to me, for me, from somewhere
Telling me to wait, stick on
Stick my numb toes, right into the soft sand
And wait, for my day
That song was a promise, of a better day
For it wasn't my day, today.

Comments

  1. IcE MaiDeNDecember 2, 2009 at 11:19 PM

    This made me sigh.

    And think of the time when I wasnt getting lucky with my placements.

    But like the song promised..

    It will be my day tomorrow. :)

    Cheers,
    Annie.

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  2. IcE MaiDeNDecember 2, 2009 at 11:19 PM

    This made me sigh.

    And think of the time when I wasnt getting lucky with my placements.

    But like the song promised..

    It will be my day tomorrow. :)

    Cheers,
    Annie.

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  3. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 2, 2009 at 11:28 PM

    I hope it wasn't a sad sigh though, 'coz it's not meant here...

    I know what you mean there.

    Cheers :)

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  4. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 2, 2009 at 11:28 PM

    I hope it wasn't a sad sigh though, 'coz it's not meant here...

    I know what you mean there.

    Cheers :)

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  5. bondgal_rulzDecember 3, 2009 at 12:26 AM

    Yayieee!!! Annie is here too!!!! *waves*

    Hmmmm, and when the day DOES come, there will be violins playing all around. Or in your case, guitars. :P

    Btw, ismein no naam shaam?? *confused*

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  6. bondgal_rulzDecember 3, 2009 at 12:26 AM

    Yayieee!!! Annie is here too!!!! *waves*

    Hmmmm, and when the day DOES come, there will be violins playing all around. Or in your case, guitars. :P

    Btw, ismein no naam shaam?? *confused*

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  7. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 3, 2009 at 12:35 AM

    Yeah, she's here too... :)

    And when that day comes, by god ki kasam, if I have my way... I'd have the whole orchestra playing with me! :D

    The names weren't for this one. That's still in the pipeline... actually, hasn't even reached the pipeline stage yet.. :)

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  8. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 3, 2009 at 12:35 AM

    Yeah, she's here too... :)

    And when that day comes, by god ki kasam, if I have my way... I'd have the whole orchestra playing with me! :D

    The names weren't for this one. That's still in the pipeline... actually, hasn't even reached the pipeline stage yet.. :)

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  9. IcE MaiDeNDecember 3, 2009 at 4:00 PM

    *waves back*
    *giving evil look enquiring if we are going to spam this page too*
    :D

    n Iddy, TRUST ME, poora orchestra bajega when that day comes. And ofc Isha n me will be doing the bhangra in d background :P :D

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  10. IcE MaiDeNDecember 3, 2009 at 4:00 PM

    *waves back*
    *giving evil look enquiring if we are going to spam this page too*
    :D

    n Iddy, TRUST ME, poora orchestra bajega when that day comes. And ofc Isha n me will be doing the bhangra in d background :P :D

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  11. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 3, 2009 at 10:16 PM

    @ Annie... What is with you and spamming people's pages?? :P

    I'll keep a lookout for you and Isha doing the bhangra in the background :D hehe...

    Thanks guys... :)

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  12. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 3, 2009 at 10:16 PM

    @ Annie... What is with you and spamming people's pages?? :P

    I'll keep a lookout for you and Isha doing the bhangra in the background :D hehe...

    Thanks guys... :)

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  13. bondgal_rulzDecember 5, 2009 at 12:52 AM

    @ Annie - Arre bhangra is on!!!!! But hum orchestra pe bhangra karenge??? :O :O

    *wonders at first and then shrugs thinking we are mad anyway, might as well prove it* :D :D

    And kya pata we might earn something too, nahi?? :P :D

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  14. bondgal_rulzDecember 5, 2009 at 12:52 AM

    @ Annie - Arre bhangra is on!!!!! But hum orchestra pe bhangra karenge??? :O :O

    *wonders at first and then shrugs thinking we are mad anyway, might as well prove it* :D :D

    And kya pata we might earn something too, nahi?? :P :D

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  15. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 5, 2009 at 12:54 AM

    @ bondgal... The word you're looking for is Bakshish.

    :P :D hahahahaha

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  16. Iddy AlbatrossDecember 5, 2009 at 12:54 AM

    @ bondgal... The word you're looking for is Bakshish.

    :P :D hahahahaha

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