Imagine,
A lone horse
Harnessed to a chariot
For life, with free reins...
So fast he runs
Through paths un-trodden
To find right words
To fulfill your mind’s need
That I add my collection of letters
Is that called poetry?
Will you be the rider,
My beloved reader, in my chariot
And enjoy the highways of freedom with
Lot of love and care?
6/6/08
My beloved reader, in my chariot And enjoy the highways of freedom with Lot of love and care? it is freedm chariot dirvenby me for freedom ride... comenjoin.. what a lovley oprpresentation.. good piece of poetry...10
'Horse with free reins A charioteer who Need not look about With care and worry But look around Carefree and at leisure! ' Who will not take up Such offer of joyous ride? With the wind in the face Into untrodden virgin land The fertile ever creative Mindscape of Premji! Leena
Stunning use of metaphor. Exceptional in every way.10/10, Premji. Always your friend, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh yes! that is poetry... riding with the wind!