A Desert
In the assets of my heart
I had a desert of crumber nights
A jungle of the dreams to meet
I didn't forget that orchard of white roses
In which we met every fortnight
Then your unfaithfulness started sore
You are forgotten due to wounds
In craze I omissioned my destination
Now I like just a desert of imagination
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