Degradation
Travelling forlorn in the desert of desolate life
I wander dazed chasing your mystique mirage,
enticed, I am seduced by your shifting delusion,
my broken heart is strewn as debris on your trail.
I don’t know where I am meant to belong,
but try to find the oasis of your luring love,
I end up turning to dry dust in the wasteland
and blow away to obscurity in the desert storm.
From the defoiated tree of desiccated yearning,
I am now dislodged meandering as a crumpled leaf,
rustle with the tormenting tune of melancholic music,
on its journey of despair beyond the horizon of oblivion.
The scorching sun burns the façade of desire,
as I drift discarded across the dunes of denial
with the sliding sands of time designing myriad illusion,
in the mirage flashing in your eyes I see my degradation.
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September 13, 2021
For A Brian Strand Vers Libre Contest
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