All times are nothing if you`re dead, <br />And our pleasure is just pain, <br />If you don`t see the soul you had <br />And understand your love is main… <br />Among hot sand a flower lives <br />And sweetly smells, has crystal eyes. <br />Nobody in its life believes, <br />That`s why the flower always cries… <br />It speaks about beauty soul, <br />About thoughts of darkness bloom, <br />It is alive, it has a goal <br />To take its heart from evil gloom. <br />It is alone in tears Sea, <br />Its petals hide all lovers blame… <br />In sand of desert you can see <br />It cries inside of heartless flame. <br />It waits for rain from the sky <br />To tear flesh into the chunk, <br />Like your nightmare…even my, <br />Like Sea breaks ship that is just sunk. <br />It blooms for us to show the world <br />Of its miracles, mystery. <br />About it all poets told, <br />When wrote the poems and were free.<br /><br />Ekaterina Polischuk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-desert-flower-2/
