She found herself on an astray land
With no source of human life
Cold and hungry as she is,
she wanders around the sacred sand
The life in her stomach grows
and hunger and thirst it shows
She prays for hope and life for her child
Walking around these kilometres emptiness,
she encounters a face
This person, fearless and brave,
runs around this empty space
She shouts for help with no response
The hooded ghost is lost
and all her hope is gone once again
But an oasis is up ahead.
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Life and Death
PoetryThis is a series of short poems that I wrote. Hope u enjoy and tag me if you copy, thanks.
