The Long Drought


The long drought of words lingers on
as I search for a rhyme in vain
across the valleys, hills and plains
of my thoughts in hopeless disarray.

Of late, the void inside has grown,
spreading fast through my barren mind
where nothing stirs except an empty wind,
deprived of the moisture of life.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s