You told me
to gallop by the high wind.
What diminishing act
You played on me;
The more I tried
to forward my steps, painfully
it regress to my former self
beggarly
looking at dust-laden path
thousand miles across –
Hoofs and a stirrup
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
Nice Rythem and use of words
So much thanks Samtem.
More than just a pleasant poetic divertissement,another fine exemplar of this author’s inimtable acumen.
Another image-packed poem from Tapeshwar.Incisive and profound.
Loaded with meanings and pathos. Nice!
Remininisces of a bygone era is described with all it’s rhymes and rhythms.