Trapped into the forlorn steps

Without much hope or even despair

In the middle of the desert

 

Only the skies beyond the sky

Or deserts beyond the desert

Space and eternity- mingled

 

Time has little or no value

Only day and night

Without any plurality

 

Only the singularity reigns

Over the modern history

Dictating terms and conditions

 

In the name of war and peace

I or you and everyone else

Even with our daily calendars

 

Like the weary travelers

In the lost desert, trapped

Without much hope of a oasis

 

August The 2nd' 2018