This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. I have always written from my heart …about topics that I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, poetry, food, romance, women’s issues etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc, I feel the need to put up a disclaimer everytime I write a romantic piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request.
Oasis of the Heart An oasis in the dehydrated heart, blood gushes forth like a work of art. Memories and time trickling down. Creating an echo of disparate sounds. Springs gush forth. Within a parched throat. It wants to utter. But reluctantly shudders. The heart begins, to feel various things. So many thoughts. Unable to connect the dots. How time flies. in eternal disguise. But amidst the sand. And that dry land. An oasis that never, evaporates, and is forever. I believed, and always, know we'll still cross pathways. Because there is a chord, that joins us in accord. It's probably impractical. And my desire intangible. But we have so much history. Not so much of a mystery. And one by one, days become months. But, the oasis never dries. keeps the twinkle in my eyes. -RUELHA www.ruelha.com © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved.