Quietly I walk down this road,
vast deserts sourround me.
No clouds over head,
the sun beating down its rays.
Nothing can be seen in the distance,
I begin to wonder how I got here.
A small gust of wind passes,
I stand still to embrace it.
I suppose in the end,
this desert is my mind.
Empty and vast,
nothing to be seen.
A small gust of wind,
similar to a great thought.
A rare thing indeed,
something to embrace.
Perhaps one day,
this desert will flourish.
I will no longer be lost,
able to embrace every moment.
vast deserts sourround me.
No clouds over head,
the sun beating down its rays.
Nothing can be seen in the distance,
I begin to wonder how I got here.
A small gust of wind passes,
I stand still to embrace it.
I suppose in the end,
this desert is my mind.
Empty and vast,
nothing to be seen.
A small gust of wind,
similar to a great thought.
A rare thing indeed,
something to embrace.
Perhaps one day,
this desert will flourish.
I will no longer be lost,
able to embrace every moment.
Author notes
Something a bit new, something a bit different.
Please give me any and all thoughts on what you think of this. Whether it be how to fix it up or what it makes you think. All thoughts on it are appreciated.
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we all get in a rut sometimes and feel as if we are walking backwards instead of forward...I think you have express these moments quite well here inside this piece. I enjoyed it very much. thanks for sharing. peace and light, kp

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Very nice!
I realy enjoyed this piece, however there are a few things I would change about it. First and foremost would be your background or your font, it makes it a little difficult to read, secondly, one line for me didn't seem to... flow right "A small gust of wind/ similar to a great thought." Have you given any thought to making it a simile? Perhaps "A small gust of wind/ like a great though." or "A small gust of wind/ as rare as a great thought." and get rid of the third line of that Stanza. Either way its, your choice. I love the sense of abandonment and Isolation you get from this poem, and It truly is written very well! Congrats on a job well done.
Snolan

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i like it! and I totally know how this feels!
peace, love, & cheese -
a good poem, we all lsoe ourselves sometimes in the mind's desert, but thankfully thoughts will water the spirit and we will find escape.


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very relatable. I think of my mind as a gutter though. lol love this, very intense yet simple enough to grasp. <3
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I like the concept of the mind as an empty desert and the swirling thoughts as gusts of wind. This is very well written and you have put a lot of thought into it. Excellent!


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Thank you my friend, as usual your thoughts are well appreciated. I value your word over most others.
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I love the calm tranquility of this. It portrays the still life of a desert. The analogy between a desert and your mind was also nicely played, especially equating the wind with a thought. ^-^
GREAT job
diggin it majorly
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This poem is somewhat sad in a sense, it speaks of innernturmoil of loss of self. I am sorry if it is a reflection but i can assure you your thoughts are deeper then you credit yourself for.
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