When I see you
I feel
Life is like a tired Sahara
And you are the mirage,
The shelter of a shadow.
Today again the soul insists,
Why time has sung
The song that I can’t hum?
Today again I console the soul
Life is like a ceaseless Sahara,
You are the beauty of a shadow.
When you will leave
I shall quest
What I gain
And what has gone,
Life will still be confined
In the athirst Sahara
You being the solace of the Soul.
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