The disk of the white flamed at the desert
The disk of the white flamed at the desert.
In desert alone I wondered for reasons.
The rays stakes like dugged skin till pain,
In a face inflamed speckled measles.
In sandals filled with bloody water
Sand tored my feet like dried up salt.
The heat in sky gave hovering doom.
My tongue only felt a deep thirst and blooded.
To death air burned the lungs from breathing.
At time exhaling wiped out the sand ...
Original text on Russian:
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/04/30/5558
#andrey_of_rus
In desert alone I wondered for reasons.
The rays stakes like dugged skin till pain,
In a face inflamed speckled measles.
In sandals filled with bloody water
Sand tored my feet like dried up salt.
The heat in sky gave hovering doom.
My tongue only felt a deep thirst and blooded.
To death air burned the lungs from breathing.
At time exhaling wiped out the sand ...
Original text on Russian:
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/04/30/5558
#andrey_of_rus
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