Sunday, 22 September 2019

The dusk in a desert




The Dusk in a Great Desert.
In the midst of all, I felt
I am the craziest and addicted
Dive into the dusk, like a swooping bird
Shake the sweet date palms
Scent blooms and sing songs
Sights, it’s devoid of hot waves
And the sand storms, so relax.
Healing all the pain…


I saw the sky touching the desert
Swaying in the arms of dusk
The landscape fell into a light sleep.
Scatters light of dreams.
 Sand dunes in desert whisper
Wow! Dusk the treasure trove.
Over the clouds, mountain, lush
And the historical sculptures.
Owes a fine art to my heart
The golden yellow dusk
In the great lovely desert…






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