Desert Beauty

Desert Beauty

A Poem by Inda

Such a shifting sight death,
timid under the red sun
-beside the marching dunes.
Here the Turks lost; here only Allah wins.
"My labyrinth has no walls."
it is one of hopelessness.
Yet, there is promise of an oasis is there not?
Or is it a Jinn's well?
While lies serve as an accomplice
the truth is just about forbidden.

© 2018 Inda


Author's Note

Inda
Jinn
an Arabic Demonic figure, folklore. A desert creature.

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Inda
Inda

miami, FL



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