Walking on an endless sea of sand,
The sun beats down on my skin,
Burning, scorching my body.
Alone in a lifeless abyss,
My cries for help unheard.
I keep trekking, aching, dying.
The sun is relentless with nowhere to hide,
Pushing on further, desperate to survive.
This arid land a sea of golden sand,
I see salvation and reach out with my hand.
The last few miles seemed like eternity
But finally I reached what I thought I’d seen
An oasis so beautiful, so plush and green.
I shake with excitement, my torment is over
I take a sip of the cool water.
My lips quiver, my eyes squint.
I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
I’m saved or so I think.
Drunk on adrenaline I collapse,
Then a white light, I finally relax.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent imagery and rhythm, it adds to the depth of your poem. Very intense picture of dying in vain, captured my attention all the way through. Very well written. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn