Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

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Lost In the Desert

Sand dunes, nothing but sand dunes,
Some large, some small.
And the sun burning over the terrain.
No oasis, not even a mirage of one.
The last drop would not quench the thirst
He felt it in his soul.  For now 
She was dead and buried
And his soul was barren like the desert.
He would die, lost among the dunes
With no water for survival.
Fool.  He could make it.
He was like an eagle.
Searching to drink water.
Yet he was no eagle and soon fell
Sand clinging to his face covered with sweat.
Opening his eyes he saw the viper.
All would be lost now.
A swish as a hawk picked the viper away.
He fainted and opened his eyes in a tent.
He was safe except for his silent sad soul.

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Panagiota Romios October 30, 2023 at 11:16 AM A phenomenal poet you are. Love how you create stories, Pangie 10/30/2023

Maria Williams October 19, 2023 at 4:01 AM Great story telling as always dearest Poet . Well at least he was saved. Hugs

Maria Fernandez-Garcia October 18, 2023 at 12:08 PM Wow Victor. Sad story but beautiful poem. Karma is about? Maybe. Have a nice eveningxxx

Hiya Sharma October 17, 2023 at 5:00 AM Lost in the desert can be a powerful metaphor for someone who is suffering from loneliness and with no traces of hope left to keep him alive! In the end, at least someone came to rescue but his disheartened soul will take time to finally come out of the grief which he experienced.. Sigh, this is such an aching poem and I can deeply resonate with the emotions infused here.. You've an artistic way of describing things that really captivates the reader.. Loved reading this, very heartfelt..

Linda Alice Fowler October 16, 2023 at 7:19 PM Thank goodness the hawk was near to save the poor soul. :)

Sotto Poet October 15, 2023 at 11:26 AM Your storytelling is incredibly moving, Victor. It evokes a sense of both awe and terror as we imagine the intense gaze upon the vast expanse of scorching sand, devoid of any relief in the form of water, while the looming presence of death lurks ominously nearby. Blessings

Anne-Lise Andresen October 15, 2023 at 6:20 AM - What a sad story, Victor...heartbreaking - hugs

Sara Kendrick October 15, 2023 at 6:06 AM Whoa!! I felt the depth of your pain in this one. You are never alone because you have the Comforter to help you and I know some humans as well who also know the Comforter. Thank you for sharing this emotive and descriptive packed one. I appreciate your visit to my page. Sara K

Joseph P. DiMino October 15, 2023 at 5:56 AM Life does sometimes seem like a dream...may we make our sleep one of loving miracles, a good hawk carrying away all our vipers. Interesting write to say the least. Something deep to think about.

Andrea Dietrich October 15, 2023 at 1:03 AM Wow. What a story, Victor. It's sad but i liked that the hawk saved him

Kim Rodrigues October 14, 2023 at 8:25 PM A sad tale! Glad he was saved.

Joseph May October 14, 2023 at 7:38 PM The hawk saves the day, but his soul is still sad, Very nicely penned Victor

David Kavanagh October 14, 2023 at 2:52 PM Safe except for his silent sad soul, cuts deep into the psyche Victor, a metaphorically powerful poem, with lots of scope for the reader to dig deeper into the depths of those sand dunes, excellent as always, cheers David

Bj Legros Kelley October 14, 2023 at 8:59 AM Beautifully sad, and incredibly penned. I cannot, nor even want to imagine such heartbreak, I love my husband so much. Amazing poem of love and heartbreak.

Eve Roper October 14, 2023 at 7:22 AM Another great story, my friend. Our life without our loved one could feel like a desert of emptiness, but we try to survive. God bless you.

Jennifer Proxenos October 14, 2023 at 6:34 AM Your poem is heartbreaking and told so well Victor my friend, I loved it. I hope you are keeping well. Hugs and blessings Jennifer.

Vijay Pandit October 14, 2023 at 4:53 AM You are quite a story teller, Victor. I was glued to your story from start to finish.

Joanna Daniel October 14, 2023 at 4:11 AM Tenderly sad and touching, Victor...

Charles Messina October 14, 2023 at 3:02 AM Perhaps the hawk was she, and the viper was he...and they soared together for hours, until...she gracefully flew him back and softly dropped him on the pillow of his shelter...just a thought. Great write, Victor!

Arthur Vaso October 14, 2023 at 1:33 AM Beautiful, this reminds me of a Spanish song, I will try and find it to show you!!

Silent One October 14, 2023 at 1:16 AM Heartbreaking poem Victor, you expressed this really well.. a story poem... nice use of metaphor and simile here.. Arthur Vaso October 14, 2023 at 1:32 AM LOL

Karen Jones October 13, 2023 at 11:28 PM Her loss left his soul with an unquenchable thirst. Even when he is saved he still feels this loss. This is beautifully sad and so touching Victor.

Valsa George October 13, 2023 at 9:09 PM Touching story telling, dear Victor. ! How fierce it is to stare into the endless stretch of burning sand without even a drop of water to drink and death prowling near. Thank God he was miraculously saved.

Ink Empress October 13, 2023 at 8:43 PM Except for his silent sad soul! Brilliant how you’ve described the pain and loss here and how you’ve written in a very creative manner. I felt the emotions as well as loving the way you’ve written this so poetically. “ No oasis, not even a mirage of one. The last drop would not quench the thirst“ beautiful! Deep! A very poignant and heartfelt poem this is. Grief! Never easy. The rhythm of this poem makes this a fave for me

Evelyn Judy Buehler October 13, 2023 at 7:27 PM The words and pictures accompanying this sad, masterfully written poem, well conveys grief and devastation, by likening it to being lost in the desert. I love the way the tale ended on a note of life and hope. Blessings and hugs.

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