Dry Land Poem by Srishty Shaleen

Maybe you will see tonight,
the draught that lies inside me..
the flowery laughs, the watery eyes..
all farce. All lies.

Maybe you will look and find..
Make your way through the maze,
into the vast behind.
And maybe, You'll sleep on dry land tonight...
and cracked earth and between dried-out branches..

I can only hope you water it..
I only know you won't..
As tonight slowly passes...
This ship will sail on dry land.