Deserts That Dance In My Mind Poem by Rani Turton

Deserts That Dance In My Mind



Endless walks, nothing at all in sight;

Nothing and nobody in sight. My mind, still and

Oblivious to the external world, scorched and

Silent, walked, walked, walked on.

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People with pasts have memories to keep them warm

And others, have nothing more to say.

The mind, like a furnace, clings to the air

To burn, to burn, to burn bright.


There are deserts that dance in my mind

Strange, irreal and almost divine.

They beckon, they chase me from reason

As I circle in the vast nowhere, somewhere, everywhere.

Copyright: Rani Turton

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