Choose the Side
A Fictional Free Verse Poem
I’m a nomad traveling in the rough terrain
What beauty could it hold?
My mind warps with the patches of sand and dust
What is on the other side?
I may never know until I reach
I picture something in my wildest imagination
Something close to the other world feel
Standing on the elevation atop a cliff
I see the sun above and the ground below
Terra Firma on the one end and
Green pasture on the other end
Camels on this side and cows on that side
Cactus over here and roses over there
The voice from the crust of the mountain
nudged me to choose which side.
©Anitha Sankaran 2020
In response to the Quote Prompt №11 by Samantha Lazar —