Oil on Canvas

~Still life

In the window frame

Empty stare

Through the self-imposed

Prison of glass -

On the windowsill

Candle never lit -

Souvenirs of the past

Painting -

An empty shell

Of a woman, staring

Chiaroscuro background -

Darkness, shade, hardly any light

To illuminate

The inside

Of the jail

Contemplating

Escape?

Suicide?

Waiting

For what

For the end?

Waiting for whom?

Waiting for God-ot!

He, who shall never come -

In vain

Still waiting

Years too late

For the bells to toll

In the window frame

Oil on canvas -

It is me

Through the window pane

Staring through the glass

Resigned

Lifeless

Still life

On canvas

Author Notes:

Waiting for Godot - Samuel Beckett's - absurd tragicomedy; Godot never shows up.

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