الصحراء (the desert)

الصحراء the desert yellow streaks in a mountain of grains sweeping freely but never alone every mile, drenched with heat you are the hope, waiting on the far side even hesitated, i should go on. … vanished history in every step footprints are long gone twisting tracks of anonymous fate will you send your love? to keep me strong? no direction, I’m lost in the storm. … the golden path went restless my soul utter a voiceless cry honey coated hills, sticky and never ending as dry wind colliding with sweat the burning pain surrounds my being … your name die slowly on my throat feeling the ripples in the sand, I started weeping down on my knees, warm softness falls on my cheeks but no tears can ever mend this thirst. … with clouded thought I was watching the glazing eye of heaven no sanctuary lives in this uncertainty left here with no time I let my heart be buried in the sand

Copyright 2008 Micgui