The vast desert welcomes the traveller
The golden sand glistening and blazing
with no life around
searching for oasis in surrounds
mirages were seen
for the quench of thirst
oh!!! Behold …
the dancing princess was nothing but smoke
the sand moved on tune
drifting with the winds
changing its score
as the traveller heard the folklore
when did he start
and where shall it end
where’s the origin
where’s the destination
all eyes could see was a river of sand
a compass screwed
lost in its own magnetism
to the mornings that lured
to the dying sand
was there any solution
maybe the moon could guide
guide to a beautiful caravan
For sole and soul to rest
a gust of chimera opened
when nothing was found
traveller transported
transported to the shore
boarding a wooden boat
as he pranced to dwell in boat
his leap unsteady
made him fall
every one step ahead
why took him behind by two
was life teaching him
you would loose
on the noose
upon singing a lullaby
the heart leaped
placed in lap of boat
to travel the journeys of world
wonder when the chimera shall show up
or when reality may creep in
will the travel seem funnier than destination itself ?
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Your recent poems are so engaging to read , spiller 🙂 great writing again , loving your mention of a princess
Thanks a lot dear Rose…its a delight the princess got applauds…thanks dear Rose
In the desert mirages play tricks on the eyes. Your poem depicts this beautifully.
Thanks dear Rozina…tried my best to create the illusion of mirage
'oh!!! Behold …
that dancing princess, was nothing but smoke n desert, mirages
the sand
moved in-tune, drifting
with the winds, changing
its score
as the traveller, heard
the folklore'
'a gust of chimera opened
yet nothing was found
traveller, despairingly transported
transported: back
to the shore
aboard a wooden boat
prancing, upon planks of wood with frustration
his unsteady leap, at destination
made him fall'
'to travel, the journeys of world
wondering
whether chimera shall ever
rise
or when reality's grey clouds
may creep in..'
(really liked
how you gave this didactive tale
such an engaging narrative
as a flexible, spine
so your poetry
can be enjoyed, as a simple
entertaining read
or for those
with more time, can look closer
in a more discerning frame of mind
to reveal it's insightful, depths)
a great write!
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
Thank you so much dear Mek for showing the light to help bring more aura to my write…
The only desert I've ever seen had these two really funny animals in it,and one was always chasing the other all over the place,..beep,beep🌵💥😂 The deserts really are places of wonder,forever changing,..making it impossible for us to map them. And the treasures of both wealth they hold and stories they could tell,..lol,can you imagine running into someone out in the middle of the desert building a boat,lol😂✌️🕊
Well my mind can imagine a lot
It’s too free to fly
Blame it on the texts hitting in every line
Wonderful words spilleronsheet, that chimera can lead us into the best and worst in our lives.
Andy
So true dear Andy
What is real
What is chimera
Wish life could be a chimera
But will we like that chimera
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