Two Years Poem

Two years ago in a vast, arid land,

There were mountains of golden sand

From afar were thousands of palm tree, 

Behind maybe is an oasis of opportunity

Brave as the camel, my journey began.

And I started making,

Footprints in the desert sand.

Warm summer days remind me

Of my good old days under the sun

A sweet home is where I'd rather be

But something here needs to be done

On cold winter nights I trembled

My knees shook then my lips mumbled

But tell me, is there more trembling?

To find out you're alone sleeping?

Everyday I grew more despondent

Weak I have become, broken, bent

Countless times I wanted to give in

For my walls are gently caving in

Then I caught sandstorm in the middle

How could this life be a riddle?

Two years had passed so easily

Twenty four months vanished so quickly

Can't believe how I managed to survive

Breathing still and ought to be alive

Ninety six weeks in the blink of an eye

Seven hundred thirty days has now gone by

Every grain of sand had witnessed my story

How I laughed, I frowned, and felt so sorry.

PS: This is a poem I wrote when I turned two years in the UAE. 🇦🇪