I, A horse, Awaiting Her brave rider. I am not choosy Neither am I easy. The rider's will matters here. I won't be conquered by the weak. My language is persistence and strength. Control your mind, believe in you, you'll win. Lake of bright fire Beside, blue green river flows Battle of equals He Falters, … Continue reading Conquer the world – Just a horse ride
It's behind closed eyes, My immortality rules, In sleep and in death. In between, I live though dead, Ceaselessly longing to fit. ©Aweni Image credit: Pezibear This post is in response to Colleen's weekly Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. The prompts for this week's challenge are synonyms of BELONG and DREAM.