Friday 31 January 2014

Tears In The Desert

Solitude inevitable by death,
Dragging conscious of life.
Through she sat, waiting;
Oh! The provocative shout!

Lying closely, nearing the end.
All she needed was; time out.
Bearing the fruit of her emptiness,
Cries prevailed the starlight.

Shutting out from the world,
She needed to set her life straight.
All the dangerous specimen,
Never really her mistake.

Insecurities poisoned,
Snuggled in with delight.
Holding on to the peace, she needed.
Tears in the desert, alas!