Plain Dry Desert of Mind : A Poem (2016)
2021-03-19 . Written by Sara
How can I pour out a stream of thoughts
to quench the thirst of your droughty lands,
from a plain dry desert of mind?
I believe no flowers have blossomed therein,
For you to smell the fragrance of,
It feels like a pain, a burden, a sin
To cultivate this accursed land to win.
Any attempts to ease the pain
Have all been in vain;
The pain has erupted into a storm,
A shower of formless ash and dust
Hurling at the very core of my soul,
Turning my mind to sheer rust.