MOHAMMAD SKATI


Sandstorm - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

IT RARELY HAPPENS IN THE SUN'S EYE LIKE A HUGE THING IN MY LIFE. THE WHOLE GRAINS OF SAND FLY IN EVERY DIRECTION TRAVELLING WITH A LOT OF HEADACHES ESPECIALLY TO NEW DRIVERS LIKE SOME PEOPLE ON THE ROADS. I HAVE TO KEEP THE ROAD IN MY MIND OR I WILL BE BACK HOME. IF I GO BACK HOME, THE KIDS WILL MISS ALL THEIR EXAMS. SO I HAVE NO CHOICE, BUT TO DRIVE SLOWLY TO MY DESTINATION. O MY GOD! I AM LIKE IN A PERMANENT DREAM! TIME GOES SLOWLY AND I AM WAITING FOR THE SUN'S EYE TO COME.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

DRIVING IN A BAD WEATHER IS A LOT OF DIFFICULT EXPERIENCE ESPECIALLY IN A SAND STORM.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, February 11, 2013


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