Monday, 13 May 2013

What does the cat purr in your ear?


 
 
Weird Love Between The Horse and The Tree

 

 

The horse made the same thoughts,

It had insane fears,

‘The tree will forget me,

Making the ugliest guess,

 That I have forgotten it first,

Everything that we said,

Everything that we felt,

Would be considered to be insincere’,

How can it be forgotten?

It was unfair and wrong,

But how to send a message,

It was tied in front of the front door,

Under a thatched roof,

Near the out of blue unfamiliar wall,

The horse hadn’t known before,

What meant to feel sadness,

It stopped eating,

It only drank,

It neither grinned nor smiled,

It didn’t show its teeth,

It stopped talking to fellow creatures,

Its eyes became empty,

 Sunny and smitten with darkness holes,

It still found brome hay to be delicious,

However without the tree,

The taste wasn’t exactly the same,

The owner was kind and tender,

It cared for his horse much,

He made practical guess,

He was good at making practical guesses,

‘I know the luxury,

The horse has been missing,

Of course it’s lush pasture green grass’,

It never happened to him,

He never felt the hug of sadness,

He could have done the most luxurious thing,

For example, he could have untied it,

It didn’t occur to him,

He tried to treat it to apples and carrots,

Water melon and cantaloupe rinds,

They  were nothing less than delicious,

He provided the best lush tidbits,

It wasn’t the farmer’s fault,

That the horse still refused to eat,

The sun rose before it collapsed,

With winter love came and stayed,

It crossed the sky palm with silver,

Before hope was frozen dead,

Taking the last breath,

The horse angrily bit the bit,

Pulling on lead pain,

It broke the lead rope,

As if it was sewing thread,

Breaking into a gallop,

It raced to get to the tree,

It was the horse’s home,

It’s the place,

Its heart was meant to be,

The farmer was kind and nice,

But the horse loved the tree much, 

It lost its craving for life,

But its craving for love,

Was still waiting to be satisfied,

In order to break loose,

In order to get unchained,

You have to love more than much,

Unless you leave your loving heart,

Somewhat in the wrong place.

 

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