Broken earthen pots
Dry throats
Pairs of eyes searching a patch of clouds
The merciless mountains of sand
Engulfs the remains of a dead crow
And the desert wind howls in celebration
Lungs filled with sand
Fighting with heat waves
For a whiff of cool air
And nature is crying
For you and for itself
...if only the past could be undone!
Author notes
Prompt: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=10BbpGKLXqk&feature=related
A contest entry
- Quickie...Closes soon by Thor-201.
1700 points, ended May 27, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Tell me what you think.
Comments
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Simple, haunting, beautiful. This is my favorite type of poetry, and you write it wonderfully.
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Simply beautiful! I am in awe, the closing line says it all but leaves one standing with their mouth open...amazing!
Very devouring of the trophy.
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Swati...
This is a beautiful cocktail of nature and melancholic thoughts....
though I liked all of it but the last line bilkul mast hai...
congratulations on winning silver trophy...
keep it up with cool mind (bheja) and don't let it fry in this scorching heat...
mina
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Very profound and touching. Thank you for entering my contest and for sharent your talent, Poet.
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