The Valley that Calls by Deniz Besim - HTML preview

The Desert

I opted to adventure through the sand

And wanted to take the shorter route through

My car did litres of petrol demand

It stopped in the midst of the desert dew.

I was worried and it was scorching hot

The desert was bare with cactuses few,

Sufficient water supply I had not

There were lethal snakes and scorpions too.

I began developing a mirage

Of plenty water supply and a lake

I also dreamt of my girlfriend's visage

Would I ever in the morning awake?

I was lucky for it started to rain,

Soon enough I spot and called out a plane.