Xerophytes Of Silence Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Xerophytes Of Silence



Over the plain
The Soul roams
In a transparent veil

Over the plain
The winds are blowing
Dust on dust
All churning.

On a high rock
I managed to sit
Surrounded by that
Ghastly landscape
Plain
And thousand and more
Xerophytes:
They prick
The tired Soul,
The nodding head,
Yet half-awake
Conscious and sub conscious
Pump
For yet more yearning.

Monday, May 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: ancient,beauty,carnival,gardens,nature,night,routine,secret,silence,sin
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