Desert

A desert full of sand,
Ruling the whole territory.
 Day by day waves making big Dumes,
 Only one little bush is surviving.
 Unless with no others bushes,
 Only mother nature made it alive till now,
Seasons passes it stills hanging there,
 Spring made him happy with little wild flower.
 His flower stand by in whole desert,
 Built his freedom through the gain.
 Unfitted in the land, Stand against the law of land.
 Little bush stand still at every storm,
Day, months, years passes,
Wildly spreading in barren land.
Made a barrier of bushes.
Now storm became weak when tiny bushes come together,
Power of togetherness made them live,
 Poor desert, cry in the dry.