A lifeless desert
as far as the eye can see
is still comprised
of tiny grains of sand.
The mirage of an oasis
will not sustain me
once the winds
have stripped me bare.
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Within the Chimera: a poetry collection
PoetryThis is the world where I grow my inner poet: no holds barred as long as I think it's safe for public consumption. All poems will be dated with the original creation date, so if I post things out of order (a highly likely occurrence), all my reader...
Empty - 04/09/15
A lifeless desert
as far as the eye can see
is still comprised
of tiny grains of sand.
The mirage of an oasis
will not sustain me
once the winds
have stripped me bare.
