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I Dreamt Of Yoking A Blemishless Horse Of Truth.
i dreamt of yoking a blemishless horse of truth.
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at the threshold of my budding youth
i dreamt of yoking a blemishless horse of truth
to the chariot of my life on its journey through time
to adorn a life of divine bliss in its purest aspect
but, alas! the valiant steed of 'truth' failed miserably
even to pull a few meters on its labyrinthine ways
and my chariot got stuck in the slush of suspicion
the music of joy gave way to whines of anger-
ready at hand were 'lies' of prime youth
in battle-trim for throw-away prices raring for risks-
they guided my life all in sprightly sprints-
now at my exit gate i look into my interiors;
o how nasty and foul-smelling have i become!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem
by
Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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