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Gunisha Aggarwal

Drama

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Gunisha Aggarwal

Drama

Homage To A Horse

Homage To A Horse

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Waking up when the sky is still grey

Getting ready and wearing the gear,

In the field the distinctive smell of horses hits me like a wake up call;

I see the beautiful beast saddled up and ready.

 

I mount from the platform with a chill fear lingering.

It takes me a while as I hold the reigns uncertain and uncomfortable.

Even though I sit on the horse

Someone else dictates its sweet will and saunter from beneath

I just marvel at her majesty with awe.


The next day, our eyes meet while our fears greet;

I hold on to the reigns for comfort not convenience

As she walks with purposeful strides in the hooded bowels of the Earth

I made a friend that day.


The day after and after that in eager enthusiasm,

I pat her and play.

I mount with confidence and hold the reigns in control.

Up and down we ride, united in a rhythmic stride.

I am asked to nudge her to hasten her

But it is reverence and not fear that holds me back.

I hold out carrots in my palm and she surrenders her free will to my demand.


It takes me a while but soon we canter with the taste of freedom,

I pull the reigns to keep myself from drowning in the sand beneath,

The brush of wind ails the giddying travel.


It is not long before we gallop.

We don’t talk with the wind rather I walk with it,

I no longer use the platform to mount

As the thrill is paramount;

I pull the reigns to keep it from sinking in my unsatiated selfishness,

I admire it for its ability not grace,

That day, I became a rider.


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