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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required DESERT HAD ME Now ! Sworn by the wind Toll! Hooked onto the desert Gathered my thought from thy rays Deep in my thought wants meditation Down on kneel wants consolidation Roses won't want to bend but red Sun-blast on a rampage here in desert Oh Sun; let's have a discourse To the tail end of the earth In the midst of this desert bare I will blink the eyes of blade so bye Falcons rare to find, sky is sore! In the heart of the beat of desert On my knees to earth! Worship thee To my neck mitted to earth, thrilled To see the mother earth full of thee Yeah! The desert never boom but blows Parole of the caring hot breeze Warming my heart to stay alive In my loneliness, I crave for thee Let me; in chase of no windy blades As it surges all my nerves to dead end Let the earth give way, to my stormy blast My heart is opened wide to accept My eyes are opened wide to envision In arrogance, you laid up a pile To thy curiosity, dust filled the sky When will you wait for me, Oh storm! As you run up the cliff to show a burst In thy wrath; don't consume the earth In thy anger; don't wipe out her children At steps of your footmark, I knelt To meditate the heart of desert’s bare Sound waves like of many waters, you echoed I want to have a touch of your hem to kiss If the Sun is angry, the sand thereof burns If the storm is vexed, it blows up everything To the silence bridged by sound-note Of the wiggled eagle of the jungles Waving to the next line of bat's formation When will it rain in my dream, Oh desert? The desert had me thinking about life Life on earth to aid my clock wise flow Sear not my heart with hot iron, Weighty Moving on the heart of the desert, Cool On?
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