XEROPHYTE

When you coerce me, my love;

To pen down tenderness of verve.

Walking the thirsty desert dunes;

How can I sing melodious tunes?    

Mirages emerging from the wild dunes;

To promise the hope of emptiness.

Oasis to quench the burning thirst;

Still remains ahead of trust.

Marooned in this bone-dry land;

Living a life of apostatize stand.

Dreaming the breeze of oasis ahead;

Beyond the reach of sense and deed.

Begging the sight of a jade meadow;

Spread around the hilly shadow.

Let an illusion descend upon me;

Even in form of mirage it be.

When you coerce me, my love;

Blood oozes from wounds of crave.

Tired within like an autumn leaf;

Never can sing the tuneful stuff.

Reviews

[wordwarrior]

A beautifully written poem with great rhyme

[Pradeep Nair]

Thank you...

[It's Me, The Miracle]

A splendid poem with wonderful imagery

[Pradeep Nair]

thank you.... outcome of a burning within.

[Lilly]

Love the repetition of themes / phrases at the start and end of the poem. Very effective. Beautiful.

[Pradeep Nair]

thank you....very much..

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write , sir. Pen on...:)

[Pradeep Nair]

thanks a lot dear friend....

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:)

[AMAL]

Good vocabulary.It was a splendid one,The poem reflects your true emotions between the line.All I can say is that Love is blind-where dump has to sing and invalid has to dance! hehe..

[Pradeep Nair]

Exactly Amal. Thanks a lot.