Show this to the other side,
let them know it's too late.
The point of it has died,
no point in sitting to wait.
Hop back on the horses and ride,
hold your hat and let yourself fly.
Steady the horses even strides,
wave to each other your good byes.
-
Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 8th, 2026 16:38
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
Offline)
Comments1
This seems either a polo match or war. Well written
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.