Umbrella In The Desert

Just beyond my madness 

Umbrella in the desert

Sea of the sands

Sands in the sea

Questioning of its existing overhauling, 

Let me hide under my umbrella 

Left me to move on another story

Fine layers in the air

Try to bamboozle me 

For the sake of greater truth

I would turn my umbrella into a fiction.

The dialogue zips along crackling with tension 

Umbrella is dancing by not stiff stand at a bare foot

Eating heat and drinking moisture may be enough to make it die

Holding umbrella in the mid of sand sea

Hope little spark that may bring life 

Eyes refuse to see

I sat down glum and disheartened "what now? 

What you have now for life? "

I being real now not as friendly. Indian and foreign backpackers..

Dear my umbrella make me shed inside to not to be in contact Countless tiny Sandy Soldiers 

After this hot Sandy sizzler 

Silently dark coming up towards cold breeze by folding up hands dressed dark

In the early evening even my umbrella scares me

Insects some starts to crawl here and there Actually. Isn't. Is fair?

Crawls rate of 400 meters over my hypertension n terror

Ants,wild lizards hid in day now make fun, fight in dark 

By switching on light of the moon 

In the month of May, June

Thorny wild cactus may in mode of defense 

Only this time I am able to project human traits and emotions on to animals.

I am still smart at the slight

Even I suffered great deal in life 

Making by taking my umbrella along in the sand sea

Meaning of life now has changed 

You may not believe in life 

But I don't believe in death

I wrapped my umbrella over by feeling cold

Within a couple of days 

I could stand, I list all alone in the desert land

Blood test may reveal that Iam anemic 

My body retained that fluids, my legs swelled up tremendously 

My skin healed though, I still harvesters on my shoulder and neck

My hands trembled, my tongue lost its taste

Sea sand make me like Sandy dummy.