Still are the leaves…. Dry is the air… Barren is the ground… Finding water is rare… With no animals anywhere…. Vision gets blur… Throat very soar… Deaf are the ears… Lips cracking showing pores, With heavy feet you can’t walk anymore… There is no life in sight… Sun is scorching bright… Soon you will be out of mind… Way out is not easy to find… Food is scarce, with one just one tinned can… Isolated, you find yourself in “No Man’s Land”.
GG.. Land of 'only' woman will be interesting. Men'.. I wish they know that they are in 'No Man's Land' Nice one S7. My lips parched literally reading your poem. Had to gulp a few glasses of water...
Almost you can say ...was standing out in the balcony of my room...and I drafted this one :-D Thanks Latha....
Just 30 minutes ago came from walk.. It is hot outside here too... I saw your post and felt like that..