Even before going to school by cart
Drawn by the horse, I know you as a child,
As you did dance to the tune in the circus.
Ever since I saw Queen Jansi with her child
On her back in the picture, I felt riding you.
Reading characters in literature
As riding, and seeing on the screen heroes
Riding about on horses with singing,
I rode you in mind with passion built up.
Your sight of side views blocked by side screens,
You behave obeying to your controller.
To the versatile women being house bound,
Societal outlook beyond home is denied.
Your moves designed to a few squares in Chess,
Far from your windy speed in the horse race,
Reminds me of my moves between the kitchen
And the bedroom, which strengthens my feelings
That you and I are in a bind by all,
And dear horse I love you still more so much.
By in Tamil
Mrs. Madhumitha
In Anthology, Poetic Prism,2015
E mail madhumithaa2012@gmail.com
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem