The desert

I’m lost in the desert with the sand beneath,
Burning my feet, and the hot air I breathe;

I’m lost in the desert with no water around,
All alone, the horrifying hurricanes that surround;

Frantic, frightened I try to hear,
A voice of affection of someone dear;

Here I wait sick with sweat,
How hard it is to hopelessly wait;

I am lost in the desert, no way to come out,
No one to save me how louder I shout…

Copyright 2015 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh)

32 thoughts on “The desert

  1. सुंदर आहे .. मी फारशा इंग्रजी कविता वाचत नाही… पण आता वाचाव्याशा वाटू लागल्यात इतकी शब्दांची सहजता आहे.. The Desert च्या पुढील प्रवासास खूप शुभेच्छा…

    हेमंत देशपांडे.

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  2. Can imagine d place through ur words … thats d mark of true & brilliant writer… keep up wid d thoughts …. keep it up…. !!!

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