Thursday 31 March 2016

Thirst

Swirling dust; rising phantasms
Cracked earth baring fissures
Gnarled outstretched arms
Searching; slivers of shade, grey
Barely green leaves 
Braving the brown of death

Glimmering pearl falls; sizzles
Unearths the hidden scent
Streaks of happy tears
Soothing the parched skins
Songs of long gone promises
Wash away the gritty patina

Running streamlets
Pools of mirrored happiness
Drops falling out of the sky
Meeting the earth
Bind the yearning realms
Slake the thirst

-Anuradha Venkatnarayan