Sunless Desert

Sunless Desert

By Akshaya Pawaskar

I had come swathed
in a bubble wrap,
All cushioned.
I was a snail in my
Shell occasionally
peering out.
I was desert with its
Calm agoraphobia
and I had nowhere
to hide.
The bubbles burst
as they were pricked
by spines of cacti
those xerophytes
who had learned to
Survive regulating
their stomata
and their fat juicy
Hands held all the
Ocean of the land.
The land held all
The creatures
Who kept their
Calor low
I am the mollusk of
Sinai and Negev
Deserts, I have
a rhino hide
The world does not
Get to me
The world does not
get to me
All buried in the whorls
Aestivating
Soft to the core
Deep where all
The light traveling in mere
eight minutes doesn’t
illumine me.



Akshaya Pawaskar is a doctor practicing in India and poetry is her passion. Her poems have been published in Tipton Poetry Journal, Writer's Ezine, Efiction India, Ink drift, The Blue Nib, Her Heart Poetry, Awake in the World Anthology by Riverfeet Press and few anthologies by Lost Tower Publications. She had been chosen as 'Poet of the week' on Poetry superhighway, featured writer in Wordweavers poetry contest and second place winner of Blue Nib Chapbook Contest 2018.



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