Moon Dune

Marram grass scratch.

Sun burnt skin.

Hair floating in the wind.

My chest feels heavy

As I watch the sun kiss the edge of the horizon.

Did I see you there? 

Or are you merely a mirage

Dancing on the water.

It felt like a wrought iron bar to the head

When you disguised your inextricably yet sadly beautiful words.

I yearned for you to notice me, but I stand there, atrophic and flawed

Second best again.

You were dying to get inside my head

So you could know what to say to my melancholia

You are as malicious as the rest of them

Extracting my deepest thoughts and throwing them in a centrifuge

Filtering out what to use against me.

I felt I could forgive your idiosyncrasies

Each one was as intriguing as the next

However your ostentatious display of uncouth behaviour,

Your lies complacent next to my misjudged naivety

Served as a means to quash my hope

And run away

To the dunes.

My safety

Where I can escape once more.

Reviews

[Rakesh Roushan]

Well cowards run away leaving their beloved in the mist shadow ... I must say a great literary work .... Too good describing the mental conditions of the sufferer/the jeopardized lover/the lone friend or for anyone suffering from bad relationships ... But escape is not the solution , you have got to resist or make that feeling as antidote to that condition

[Crow]

Beautifully worded with a high depth of imagery.

Well written!