Desert Rose: Part 4

The storm!

Sinking into the depth 

of one's own melancholy and thoughts 

She was hoovering memories 

from distant and near 

Face to face with quaint appearances 

of Life's mystical mane 

She came face to face with Her Own Self 

In silence 

She spoke 

So many words 

With various meanings 

She picked herself up 

Signed a contractual agreement 

To shine up to glory 

against all odds 

In the Desert she rose again 

Gripping her feet tight on lose sand 

amidst a desert storm..

Barren are her thoughts

Lit up frantically 

dim enough to offer her a camouflage

But bright enough 

to set ablaze 

the piping hot desert air..

Mystery..thy name is she...

Who is she? 

What is her identity? 

There she goes 

looking for the desert rose!  

For other poems in this series please click here..

 

Author's Note

The next one in series..enjoy guys :)

Reviews

[ms. barrie]

I tend to agree with John this is a very compelling, write, very insightful,
tapping into the psyche of the heart versus the mind. Wonderful use of imagery and
Lyrical flow. Beautiful poem! 100 - 100 :)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

This can be a nice song...enjoyed reading

[DIVYA]

The desert storm is so much akin to stormy emotions. This writing spoke of a mind in transition...braving the changing desert winds... Very finely expressed and written, Prathama!

[Sami Khalil]

The desert looks barren but it is full of life if we look carefully but it can be harsh but those who survive it are the masters of their conditions like this desert rose . An awesome write ...:)

[Carl Drake Barnard]

Love how you made this a story,

Love the part: In silence
She spoke
So many words
With various meanings
Keep up the good work :)

[Carl Drake Barnard]

Love how you made this a story,

Love the part: In silence
She spoke
So many words
With various meanings
Keep up the good work :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A compelling read as with the previous poems in this series. A very descriptive metaphor of the storm which could be interpreted literally or otherwise.

[Leslie Philibert]

What I notice here is the fine tempo, phrases finely broken..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

she is a fighter...she is a survivor, even when the desert tries to break her down.

her thoughts are barren now...but they will flourish once again...

did you mean "hovering memories" in the third line....that tripped me up a bit.

facing ourself, not always an easy thing to do...

[Pete Langley]

I thought I`d clue you on "hoovering", Jacob....this word has been inculcated into English in UK as the popular alternative to vacuuming - in most of Europe, they use "Nilfisking"! P.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah, i wondered about that...because of Hoover vacuums..it does fit...

okay, i take back the question.

[B-poet]

Another great contribution to a compelling poetic series. Great work. I hope there's more to come. Enjoy the ride and keep penning on. :)