Travelling in the desert,

on the hot sand below,

under the scorching sun

with wind blowing slow.

When finally the sun went down,

fading away the myriad of mirage.

The sandunes turned cool

with a breeze of chill.

Sitting crossed legs,

and the mystical show began,

with sound of music..!

The cords of guitar,

thumping of drums,


With a pinch of

local music

played in background.

The canvas was adorned

with bright lanterns…

It was a desert soirée!!

Celebrating their seasonal carnival!

Looking above, at

the moonlit sky, evaporated the


with faint twinkling from zenith;

A pleasant abyss!

the gala

woke to desert twilight!!


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