?What was the desert's sin, so vast and dry,Where rain's dream seems distant, and clouds pass by,Perhaps it drank the blood that flowed so free.Or knew the pain and hardship, agony,What was the desert's sin, if not its guise,Its hidden secrets veiled from open eyes,Its distance from the heavens, wide and far.Its solace for the hearts that bear each scar,What was the desert's sin, if truth be told,Perhaps it longed to bloom like flowers bold,Or yeaed to be like hearts and loves entwined.Or craved to be a desert with a sea alignedبرچسبها: My Poems

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