In A Far Away Land
At times
In a fleeting moment
I let go myself of
My travails, trials, tribulations
My fears, my doubts
To ride on a stallion of courage
In its smooth photo finish stride
All of me known to you and me
Get disjointed
In that no man’s land
Where the stallion stops for a breather
I throw myself into your open arms
No, the land has no moon
No stars, no gentle breeze
Honeyed words or rainbows
It’s a land strangely bereft of
All these I so far imagined
And associated with you and me
Under that unending azure open sky
In that land of stretching horizon
And vast expanse of earth
And roaring seas
You, I
And the stallion
That looked disinterestedly around
17 May 2011
12.36hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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