Thar: the Deserted Land
All men have born desires
garland of the prettiest arm.
Want to meet in the loveliest Place
Where no hurdle no harm.
She was waiting to Mr right
Spider webs to trap just right.
The sea of sand was all over
But emotions not mood to over.
Mirage born ownself in hot summer
Desert to quench herself
From the blood of the craziest
Creatures , mad behind the mates.
The thirsty traveller no mood
To give up so easily.
Move forward in the Thar desert
With wised steps gradually.
She was standing in isolated land
The desert at not present water tank.
To hug her crazy moth which
Will add a more number in her hunt.
Mirage produces in sunny noon
In sand to catch unknown fellow.
My friend was almost mad behind Angel
Don't recognise the upcoming fellow.
The body and the soul were thirsty
Very strong these were both.
No one ready to move back
So he travelled to quench both.
Now the real world and the real goal
Feet scored miles and miles to go.
Which goal post he wanted to goal
Still, didn't have a hole to goal.
His breath was leaving without any alarm
My feet were freezing without cold.
Dearest few steps your can make me alive
If you want to save ,without delay hold.
Come on, come on my kind princess
Come on my sweetheart
I have left the world far behind
Come on and hug me , if don't mind.
Break hurdle from surroundings
Break chains of illusion own self
Stretch hands to welcome me
Come out from the fairy tale thyself.
Don't become very shirty
I am not behaved as dirty
Please, quench body and soul's thirsts
No one can do this except you buddy.
I am dying without water
Millions yards I covered for you
Looks insufficient to meet you
But remaining must cover you.
But regret she was unmoved
And so friend was lying unmoved.
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