Trapped into the forlorn steps
Without much hope or even despair
In the middle of the desert
Only the skies beyond the sky
Or deserts beyond the desert
Space and eternity- mingled
Time has little or no value
Only day and night
Without any plurality
Only the singularity reigns
Over the modern history
Dictating terms and conditions
In the name of war and peace
I or you and everyone else
Even with our daily calendars
Like the weary travelers
In the lost desert, trapped
Without much hope of a oasis
August The 2nd\' 2018