In the middle of the desert,
I stand alone,
amidst the whirling sands of time,
in shape of turbulent sandstorm,
eroding the particles to distant zones…
How far they reach! where from they arrive!
Hitherto was a blanket quiet ,
sometimes cool ,sometimes hot,
where silent golden specks slept,
under the vast expanse .
I gaze in awe ,
I get surprised,
I get frightened…
Standing alone…
in the middle of the desert.
I smile for a while,
I weep in anguish,
I cry in pain,
Still I stand alone…
in the middle of the desert!
Grains of sand get blown away,
along my sides with friction,
leaving me standing alone…
in the middle of the desert!
Can I get my moment back,
lost in this golden sands,
when I won’t have to
stand alone ..
come whatever can!
soumyav 
Great poem
Thank you !
this poem is too good
thank u kamlesh!
its my pleasure
Not one of my favorite ones… I don’t like smiling and then crying. It’s to sad to be in that much pain.
I know dear,but sometimes its the reality!
Beautiful poem!!!
Thank you Shawn! its great to see you and am happy you enjoyed the lines!
Beautiful poem. I simply loved it.
thank you dear!
Nobody would want to feel that way.. But some times by being alone one gets their greatest strength.. The emotions come pouring out with this one.. Lovely lines, Soumya.
very true ! its the solitude that sometimes makes us realize what we are and why?thanks
Like your poem. We will send out the French Foreign Legion for you, Soumya! 😉
😀 Ha ha! guess they have more important assignments than any of such!
……..beautiful and yet one that tugs on the heart……..but then again, love makes sweet and sad the same…….. I love this, Soumyav. ~ Ever, Bobbie
Thank you Bobbie for feeling the emotions and for the sweet soothing words!
beautiful one soumyav.
glad you liked it!
Piercingly honest. Feelings of angst and silent surrender creates a lasting impression in this poem. I like your ‘ink’. Cheers.
your words fill the void and the roughness in between.Thanks for the warmth
In between the cracks and crevices, there is a womb of resilience – especially at roughness. Lots of love.
your words themselves smoothen the cracks
Actually, it is your poem that tugs at my heart – your words.
my pleasure! 🙂
I became little emotional while reading these lines, dunno why? Is that becoz of the melodious song tha’s playing as a background-score? Not really. Hey, it touches me. By the way desert is a perfect metaphor!! 🙂
Seems you got drowned in the melody of the metaphor! its great to see that the lines touched you,Britton!
Your poetic words hit my core. I pray to sit beside you someday and learn from the bounty of your wisdom.
Thts an honour Uzo! Iam overwhelmed that my words could touch your core and spirit!
Happy and sad emotions my precious. Makes me know alive and you are my friend. XO Sheri
Yes Sheri! mixed feelings flowed here! Thanks
emotional and descriptive