Riding Horse To Green Meadow

Galloping horse on drought cracked land throws dust from trampled soil in air
From ruins of dry life I’ll rise like dust to ride on the running horse
It'll morph to racing hope, take me from wasteland to green meadow.

April, 19, 2018.
Syllable count : 16 each line.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Godwin Avatar
April 30, 2018 at 10:21 AM
I adore this, the imagery is captivating while delivering a feel all have either known or wished to know. It is standing tall after falling with your hopes not only untarnished but stronger and supported on beams of faith. It is beautiful, Subimal! Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Sinha-Roy Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 12:47 AM
hank you so much, CayCay for your visit and for your encouraging comments.
Sinha-Roy Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 12:47 AM
hank you so much, CayCay for your visit and for your encouraging comments.
Sinha-Roy Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 12:47 AM
Sorry, Thank you.
Sinha-Roy Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 12:47 AM
Sorry, Thank you.
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