Thar: the Deserted Land

All men have born desires garland of the prettiest arm. Want to meet in the loveliest Place Where no hurdle no harm. She was waiting to Mr right Spider webs to trap just right. The sea of sand was all over But emotions not mood to over. Mirage born ownself in hot summer Desert to quench herself From the blood of the craziest Creatures , mad behind the mates. The thirsty traveller no mood To give up so easily. Move forward in the Thar desert With wised steps gradually. She was standing in isolated land The desert at not present water tank. To hug her crazy moth which Will add a more number in her hunt. Mirage produces in sunny noon In sand to catch unknown fellow. My friend was almost mad behind Angel Don't recognise the upcoming fellow. The body and the soul were thirsty Very strong these were both. No one ready to move back So he travelled to quench both. Now the real world and the real goal Feet scored miles and miles to go. Which goal post he wanted to goal Still, didn't have a hole to goal. His breath was leaving without any alarm My feet were freezing without cold. Dearest few steps your can make me alive If you want to save ,without delay hold. Come on, come on my kind princess Come on my sweetheart I have left the world far behind Come on and hug me , if don't mind. Break hurdle from surroundings Break chains of illusion own self Stretch hands to welcome me Come out from the fairy tale thyself. Don't become very shirty I am not behaved as dirty Please, quench body and soul's thirsts No one can do this except you buddy. I am dying without water Millions yards I covered for you Looks insufficient to meet you But remaining must cover you. But regret she was unmoved And so friend was lying unmoved.