Scorching under the naked sun,
I melt desperately, but willingly
Abandoning the will to fight,
of this hopeless tiresome journey.
Tasting the salty and sour sweat,
that lingered on my dry and rough lips
Wiping away the dirt on my forehead,
that was blown by the humid wind.
Quenching this thirst from the heat,
may be the sinful lust I desire.
Reaching for the cool and clear bottle,
of sparkling innocent water.
Savoring the very last drop
of this life rejuvenating liquid.
Growing strength once again,
this body will go on further.
the picture was taken with permission from a novelist and blogger, ms. tashabud