LANDSCAPE IN MY MIND

In the rifts of my divided heart,
In the spaces between my occupied mind,
There lies a deserted land
Sand-duned, breathing heavily in oases.

It's not like the dry blood stains
But like the red-hued sunset of the evening sky!
It's not like the lurid yellow flower
But like the blinding sun of the blue noon sky!
It's not like love's passionate nights
But like afternoons spent on the banks of a silent river.

-Tezaswita