The Provocation
My dreams break at Fahad's realm
In thy tranquil mind,
Silently and softly flow,
On this sweat dunes bed.
By reality, as evening encroaching
The silhouette of the palm tree leaves,
Hides the full bloom moon,
Reminisce my beloved native land in tropic.
Every Friday is a holiday
Roaming to mall, eating and shopping
While mouth agape in golds store display,
Reminds me of my wife loves for jewelry.
Nevertheless, my mind grinding for two years
As ordeal of being an Overseas Worker.
How I wish, the toil, and endless longingness,
May appease the hungry belly back home.
Copyright © Hugo Sarvida Jr. | Year Posted 2023
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