A Rider! ! ! Poem by Nikhil P S

Far, far on a winter night
At a black muddy road
With thundering sound…
He comes on a black healthy horse…
Through the foggy wind
A rejuvenating dream of a hopeless boy….
Near, near to the dusty waves
On the side of a roofless house
With a black big cycle
He sets out ….
Through the endless road
He peddles hopelessly straight
At a narrow end
A twinkling light he saw
He speed the peddling…
Soon, soon he reached
With a triumph
He laughed, he laughed with hail….

He peddled again through
The road he passed off
This time slow enjoying the breeze…
The breeze of the winter night is freeze…
As in his dream, a rider on a foggy road
A foggy road in the winter night
Through the black road…
Bottle from his pannier empowered his foot...
On the way he salutes the martyr tomb
The heights & slopes of road made to doom
All the way he just remembering
All the legendary tales…
With a thought that he never fails…
He the rider reached back
To the roofless house
Rapture on his face
Long away inside the foggy air
A black healthy horse with its rider
Runs away … far… as in his dream…
Far, far to the gusty waves….