They staggered
under the scorching sun
the hot sand
creeping slowly
into the all terrain
rugged shoes
continuing to burn
the once tender soles
two throats parched
like the walls
of a dried up well
stumbling and falling
hands no longer held
eyes searching
in separate directions
trust departs
when survival
is at stake
two bodies tested
bared to the bone
both succumb
and as they fall
their souls grant
the hallucinating senses
their intrinsic
core defining
last wish
they both smile
at the redemption
of sorts
as she finds water
in a plastic bottle
and he cupped his hands
in a passing spring.




Author: vidur sahdev

Living life...as it comes!

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