Dream With The Cactus Poem by Prayag Saikia

Dream With The Cactus



Clouds scud across the sky,
deserts will be drenched,
rain in torrents
is the probable reply.

Near its end
a loser scorpion poses.

Everywhere around
a succulent warrior's sight.

Prick my finger,
O' warrior friend,
on the D-day
I want to draw a scarlet line.

Thursday, April 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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