What is present at this land?
Well, it is nothing but sand.
It is the land of nothing,
Where you don’t find anything.
No flowers, no trees, no one.
The land only has a sun.
Some brave ones may try,
Not letting this place dry.
But never succeed
In their good deed
The land of nothing is so hot,
You could fry yourself in a pot!
In this land, heat shall remain,
No green shall retain.
No flowers, no trees, no one.
At the land of nothing.
Aditi Deepak
21st April 2020
