The Speed
Rhyming rays reflecting
Upon the mingling mane
And the galloping hoof
Echoes the valour
He runs only runs
Stamping the soil
Nurturing the neighing neck
And the brown coat
That soaks the sun
He runs only runs
Leaving all those viles behind
***
Some say it the juicy
Some sour
Some like the skin dark
Some the shades dual
Some bite the hard coat
Some suck the pleasure
They differ yet they stay together
***
Vast and enormous
infinite blue
every drop reminds it's there
as she herself
alone she walks
alone she counts
each second and each drop
fuse together
and the finite meets the infinite
***
Bio: A painter, poet and story writer Soumik Kumar De likes to write on versatile themes. Mr De has been severally anthologized in publications of international repute like Setu, INNSAEI, Borderless, AWS e-zine, Literoma; Hunger: An Anthology edited by Dustin Pickering and Stuti Shree, published from Texas. He is also included in the prestigious Yearbook of Indian Poetry in English 2022. Mr De likes to spend his pastimes visiting the villages in the lap of the great Himalaya.
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