the moon turned grey
the ground turned white
the wind changed directions
the dunes were ready to move
the camels trotted on in the moon light
the silver lining was there on the ground then
when the tunes of the harmonium made here dance
wearing a ghungroo she danced
pranced
and made the tribe forget
the journey gone behind
The beedi was gone
the smoke was still there
the fire was burning
and there stood she
in her dancing toes
killing time
killing the cold
i was there
looking at the clay coloured woman
the lady
the girl
the enchanted
the enchantress
the eyes looked on
meeting every other pair there
the old were jealous
the young looked on
the music moved on
the caravan moved on
she stayed there looking
the music played on
the place moved along
while she stayed on.
2 comments:
another one and really nice
hope u update soon and other ones also
deeps
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