Soothing waters mocked me
Tantalizingly cruel delusion
Just a trick of the mind this
Convinced it was an illusion.
Burning furnace of my rage
Hate, cruel sun’s fire
Enchanting lush pool I saw
Yet still not the calm I aspire
Again I look, again I see
Bitter smile: parched senses fail
Reality wanders in shiftless sand
Drought-struck imagination prevails.
Draw closer, the vision stronger
Refuse to believe, though it is clear
Long wandered weary in desert sand
Took for a mirage, the oasis there!
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