It resembled the desert long
Thirst and death at every step
No soul to hear a song
A sandstorm lay inside me
Uneasiness all the time
No hope of a single cloud
No one to hear me loud
Living was what I envied
A living dead I was
Hatred flowing in my veins
My every win; a loss
Then came a ray of hope
A soft breeze in the dense smoke
It was music, I heard it’s sound
You came and life I found
Like an oasis in the desert
Like a moon in the midst of night
A smile that left stars spellbound
You came and love I found
Isar
Isar
No comments:
Post a Comment