For my friend Barbary Chaapel
A racehorse
as if perspiring after long gallop
with ebony glitter,
some jerks and whimpers;
Tremors subside with time
by love touch.
Curvy body in gyrating vibrations
in the race to be ahead,
the outcome being negative,
frustrating with anguish,
overpower logic,
hurt self esteem.
Swaying of head and body,
cornered ego in non-acceptance,
balanced rhythm spoiled
needing change of driver
but of no avail,
as the horse has no control.
Sudden hot blush,
adrenal rush in the system,
feelings running high
for unwise acts of passion;
and for cool comfort through insight,
time is the essence.
The horse races again
by love touch
of warmth and friendship
as companion
in the journey of progress;
needs to be guided.
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Comments: 4
Magi
Have nice time.
Thought-provoking and written with novel expressions and word combinations, and a taut descriptive structure in dense energetic stanzas.
Your words of appreciation surely shall encourage me to weite more.
Thanks dear for in depth analysis and encouragement.