You are the greatest king
Who adorns the golden cart
Studded with sparkling diamonds
Pulled by a divine horse
Of imagination and innovation
Which pulls the silvery
Wheels of images and figures
The horse is running
Through villages,cities
And different nations
And he likes to fly
Even into the sky
With its gifted wings
And doesn’t want take rest
As it is galloping at its best
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Author:
JVL NARASIMHA RAO (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2011 09:55
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 43
- Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy
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Comments1
I love the image with it...and all the description...the image it painted in my imagination...but, la, WHO is it? And who is the horse? I quite enjoyed this!
Dear Cheeky, The poet is the king his creative imagination is his horse.The wheels are Imagery and the figures of speech etc''It is just my imagination. thanks a lot.for reading all my poems and making comments.I am sorry ,I am not reading all your poems
yours lovingly,
JVL
Thanks so much for the explanation....and, you certainly need never bother reading all my poems, nor commenting....I wish what few readers I have to be free never to comment, unless they feel so inclined, certainly never as an obligation for my comments which are freely given and hopefully not undesirable. Thanks again!.
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