Mirage
A tired, thirsty, and hungry traveler,
trudging through the merciless burning sand,
trying to get away from the relentless,
and scorching sun rays,
looks around in vain,for a little shade,
He just wants to get out of the heat and rest ,
he wants to get away.
Away from the hurt and the agony,
from the oozing blisters and raw and,
reddening wounds.
Away from the blinding and excruciating pain.
As he lies on the hot sand looking up at the sky,
he closes his eyes and through chapped lips,
prays for the cooling showers of rain.
Rain to wash away all the dirt and grime,
along with the pain and heartache of living,
alone and broken, hurting, burning,
feeling of inadequacy and shame.
He wants to be free of the desert.
To never be thirsty again,
to live in the cool shade of affection,
to escape the harsh, angry sun.
He sees an oasis up ahead and limps towards it,
his legs give way and he drags himself there,
oddly enough, it's still hot under the tree,
he looks around and finds that it was all in his mind.
Being out in the sun for so long had him hallucinating,
what he thought was the oasis was nothing but a mirage.
he knew that instant that it wasn't meant to be,
he had nowhere to go,
dying alone in the desert was his destiny.
11 comments:
Wow Sulekka interesting but Dark.. Did you have a rough night lol???
I lived in Arizona for a dozen years and know how relentless the desert can be. Well written. I am guessing their is more to this then just a lonely man dying in the desert.
Jim
Beautifully written and very sad but you take the reader into your words, which is a very difficult thing to do.
@Jim, some days it's rough and on other days it's smooth, life is so very unpredictable. Thank you and your guess is as good as mine.
@SJ, thank you so much for reading and understanding my poem.
what can i say your work fo words bring so much life. i have linked today post to yours. ihope you don't mind. thank you and god has bless you.
Thank you so much, Roy. I really appreciate your comments and it's my pleasure to be linked to your post.
Graphic and dark. Your poem drew a lucid picture of man dying in the hope of being rescued, but despondency overwhelms him in the end. I totally loved it's dark overtone. Compelling poem Sulekha! Keep it up :)
Thanks, Yoshay. Every time I read your comments I feel like I am reading poetry,you are so good. Thanks.
How sad is that!!! Lovely post Mitr... Need to learn how to write poetry from you.
I have always told you Sulekha..that your poems are something out of this world..and this is so beautiful.
Writing about me again :) These days I feel I'm gonna die alone in the scorching desert. Your poetry is great,looking forward to more!!
Lucks, what will you do with all this talent??? Very well written!
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