Sandstorm

Time to drive back,
Almost empty highway,
Car also empty, except me and my thoughts,
No radio, music, nothing,
Thought, if you would be next to me,
What all things we will be talking,
May be nothing, may be you will say,
The desert is beautiful, like your heart.
I may reply, yes, spontaneous landscapes,
Like a Picasso painting¸ every frame has life,
Let us stop the car and walk through the desert,
I stopped the car, suddenly sandstorm began to hit.

Music of Sand-
Everything changed quickly,
The black python dividing the desert disappeared,
Sand began to fly all over the space,
I could hear the sound of sand scratching over the glasses,
Its roaring and whispers just outside the car,
Furious and dangerous,
I stopped the car with parking lights,
I could see almost all vehicles stopped,
Some stopped with heavy breaking sound,
You suddenly held my hands,
I said we will wait until the sand go away,
Sand came down and began to fly like,
Little clouds just over the road,
And we began to move again.

Dancing in Sandstorm-
When the road become clear,
I began to unleash my horse to full freedom,
Everyone wanted to get out of the desert quickly,
And was flying around me like lear jets,
I saw the board, sandstorm area, go slow,
And could see a huge pile of fog of sands heading towards us,
Nothing else to do, formula 1 dreams stopped there,
Power brake helped car not go away from road,
You held my hands like I am going to leave you alone.

I said, we will dance in this sandstorm,
Within our car, just watch the fog of sands around us,
There is a rhythm there,
We are invading their privacy,
Desert also has a heart, a life,
We are just riding over everything for our convenience,
We never look back, who hurt, who lost,
Who lost their souls, their integrity, everything,
We saw some real life within that fog,
Somebody is moving, somebody is moving
A platoon of soldiers inside that sand fog.

You came very close to me, scared, holding your both hands together,
Who are they, they must be the ghosts we read in Arabian nights.
After few minutes fog began to go down again,
And the car horns prompted to move forward,
It took few long hours to reach Riyadh,
When I saw the desert area is almost getting over,
You told me stop the car, I asked, why?
I want to see the desert and walk in the desert,
I stopped the car on the sideways.

You suddenly opened the door and walked inside of the desert,
You turn around and said, I am not coming to your cave in the city,
Before I stop you, another huge pile of fog of sands covered you,
I saw the soldiers are surrounded you and you lead them to the desert and disappeared,
I drove my car slowly to the place I live,
I stopped the car underneath a tree and pinched me,
Was it a dream or true!