Whirling And Whirling Poem by Neela Nath Das

Life in the desert is tortous. Well written. I like it

TO DIE IN EASE can't chew but licked in hard time the option we chose very nice

without water is deadly. In the desert is a painful experience

full of poisonous life, it can be a metaphor for a human too.

You have pictured a situation and a philosophy that often one comes across but is stuck! EXcellent!

I was in a dedeft once. It rained! A lovely poem Hari.

Poor one, I pray for him the miracle of Jesus.