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the desert

                                                I am a place full of sand!
                                                as hot as burning sun..
                                                as clod as polar regions....

     The wind which blows over me 
      makes me so happy!
      forming great hills which is-
      the sand dunes ...

The oasis which is realy seen 
is the only source of water in me !
I make people thirsty when they walk on....
I make them run here and there!
sometimes by forming a mirage.

                                                The date palms which flourish from me,
                                                gives me the real beauty.
                                                the scorpions, pythons,cactus are things,
                                                which make me alive for ever......

Copyright © pooja sreenilayam | Year Posted 2012

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  1. Date: 2/22/2016 11:04:00 PM

    Pooja, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
  1. Date: 12/31/2015 9:39:00 PM

    Pooja, enjoyed reading your tonight. Hope to see you active this coming year. Goodbye, 2015 --- Hello 2016. God Bless. SKAT
  1. Date: 2/17/2013 12:22:00 AM

    It seems you are studying in at a GULF country based school to have a experience of desert. Or this poem is from your imagination only. However, It is really nice. Regards Williamsji Maveli williamsji@yahoo.com www.williamsji.com
  1. Date: 2/17/2013 12:19:00 AM

    This is an amazing DESERT poem, Congrats.. williamsji@yahoo.com WILLIAMSJI MAVELI www.williamsji.com
  1. Date: 5/17/2012 8:47:00 AM

    good one
  1. Date: 5/17/2012 8:47:00 AM

    good one
  1. Date: 5/5/2012 2:48:00 AM

    very well described - a desert, and quite nice poetry all in all for a first timer.
  1. Date: 5/1/2012 5:49:00 AM

    A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Pooja. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love, Carol
  1. Date: 4/29/2012 9:19:00 AM

    Dear all, I am a student.(8th standard) this is the first one i am posting.. thanks for all...
  1. Date: 4/28/2012 3:18:00 PM

    very nice poem. welcome to poetrysoup.
  1. Date: 4/28/2012 1:54:00 PM

    I can feel the hot sands of day ... and the cool sands of night... and all the pointy thing...Like! Terry