An Untitled Desert-Poem
Ho!
Who goes there:
As tall as the blue skies -
Blackish, bitter,
Snatching my heart's view?
Who goes there:
As tall as the blue skies -
Blackish, bitter,
Snatching my heart's view?
How strange!
The curves of the desert
Are the evidence -
From the favour of fortune.
And the blue skies?
The blue skies!
Are the four corners,
In bond -
With some inaudible sorrow:
Showing off what my heart knew.
1st November 2009
Dubai
Geeta Chhabra
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