Deep
Saharan
unseen
strain
breaking
down
most
every thing,
until,
that moment
arrives
once more,
when
ably you’ll
open the mouth agape,
with
the absolute intention
of
drowning this arid state,
freeing the path to your
escape
It appears sometimes the desert is within. :) Cool poem.
ReplyDeleteLook at the rhyme flow, as you show that one just needs to open wide and suck back some h20 to escape such a life and have no more strife.
ReplyDeletesmiles...nice using drowning against the desert and dry...sometimes opening the mouth is not a bad thing eh? smiles.
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