To be a horse is to be
wild free and untamed
my friend wishes to be a horse
but all she would ever do is run
run from the darkness
until one day she stopped
she stopped for love
but it wasn't real love
it was just a mirage
she got trapped
she was stuck in a lie
captured and tamed
but the darkness kept coming
faster and faster
until she was swallowed up by it
but she still looks for the light
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nice but its a little to bright for me but its all good :D
I like this - it reminds me of the Tibetan concept of "WINDHORSE" which you might find interesting. If your friend is like a horse - what kind of animal are you like in your observation of your friend? An owl, a chipmunk...another horse?
keep writing
I liked your poem a great deal. It is interesting that it is about a horse- Pegasus, the god of poetry, is a winged horse who is always seeking freedom through clear space. Keep up the good work!!!
Steve
a fellow writer
pegasus isnt a god!!!!!
I have alot of questions abou this one? Whose the friend? Why is love like a trap? Why does she still look for the light? Is being unattached the "wild horse" way to go?
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