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 