Hoping to reach the oasis,
I was lead
By the empty flask.
That waterless flask led me
Through the sands,
And suffocating dust.
Don’t eye the sun
With your sad eyes,
Don’t stare…
My locks are faded
Just by
Your glare.
Tsira Gogeshvili
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hoping-to-reach-the-oasis/
