Life

FOUND nowhere like a vacuum,
Shivering on a cliff.
A vent deep inside my heart,
eroding with emotional caldera,
and a large magma trying to spurt out,
wants to burn my body too.
Happiness is just like sand dunes and a Mirage of my eyes.
A batholith pushed me up,always;

    yes every moment.
A drastic tornado,destructing me more.
And I am stand here,on this cliff,waiting.
Waiting for the Harmattan,like I am an African.