In An Oasis, Through A Desert Poem by Mandira Ghosh
In An Oasis, Through A Desert
In the desert sand
Who can play the flute, who can play the band?
Heat and dust on mirrored skirt
Morning mist on ankles twist.
Over the courtyard - the moon alone always
Searching for someone - near Damascus
On the thorns of cactus.
Rain comes to desert
Palms wait in the resort
Through the clouds - came thunder
All of a sudden - a stranger
Tell me oh stranger
Are you thirsty?
Oasis is truth, life no mirage
Dreams may fade, life stands apart.
Fresh morning awakes, sand smiles for a while
Hope comes to the desert, the blazing sun walks thousands of miles
Mandira, This poem is splendid, i loved the 'imagery'..keep writing! Preets
Hi Madira, Ur poem really touches the heart...comparisons are really good and appropriate...the lines that stars the poem 'in the desert sand/who can play the flute, who can play the band...' ivokes the entore mood of the poem....keep it up friend. Anirban
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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dear mandira, it is a beautiful poem.. playing flute in the desert. morning mist. morning awakes... nice imagery. write and write u hve the gift.... in you.