Dreaming under the desert starry sky
Thinking of days gone by
Moon walks with me
And sand falls through the fingers
Waves in the sand slumber
Under the feet cool grains quiver
I chase the moon beams
Cup my hands to hold the liquid silver
To soothe my soul burnt under the sun
The whole day long.
This poem really provokes the image of a night in the desert in the mind of the reader vividly. It is written very well. The contrast between the cool grains of sand and the burnt soul gives something special to the poem. Excellent
such a marvellous poem..yes the moonlight is soothing n specially in a desert night
of all your poems i chose this title, , and trust me the poem soothes the soul.thanx
Story of every deserts if would have had been the same, life would not have been deserted with the thoughts.Breezes after a scorching sun are always beautiful as genuine are its feelings imbibed from Rahim Yaar Khan to Ajmer and Jaisalmeer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When we need some one we must walk under light moon