When the lovers' bus has passed

When the lovers' bus has passed

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano

You are as scarce
As raindrops in the desert
You're like a mirage -
Promising hope
But vanishing when I want to taste
That ice cold water
You're like the broken red signal
That never turns green
Just causing a traffic jam
Like million dollar email scams
I wonder, if you think that
you're playing hard to get
But in fact
You're playing hide and seek
And I've stopped looking.

© 2017 SleeplessVolcano


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You are as scarce
As raindrops in the desert

we have rains here in desert these day :P

sometimes we wait ..wait and then finally we get tired of waiting :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Ardra

7 Years Ago

seems like u have been counting rains for us :P
our life is quiet cool.. with lots of AC... .. read more
SleeplessVolcano

7 Years Ago

At least on your side of the desert you have a green Al Ain......;)
Ardra

7 Years Ago

hahah someones doing lot of search :P
are you hiding somewhere in the greens lol

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"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..

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