Oasis
Fertile spot on timeless sands,
Life on parched lands,
The existent surrounded by the non-existent,
The living in the shrivelled.
Jewel in the gloom,
Hope in despondency room,
The thirsty is replenished at its shore,
A memorial of nature’s benevolence.
The trees are rejuvenated from its tranquil chamber,
There’s hope after the night’s slumber,
Treasure in the arid,
Water finds a way to us.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment