I

I am a wild horse

Still raw and untamed

I was on exile

In the wilderness of life

I waited on for years

To find my way back to the road

I had lost my way

When I failed in my tasks

I travelled through the wild routes

To build a stable for myself

But, wild-fires of my anger

Burnt the basements

Whenever I tried to rise

As I never was calm and forgiving

I ran away in agony towards new shores

Than trying to fix my stables

Now, I realize I reached nowhere

I have to build from the scratch again

This grassland is enticing

I wish to settle down

Pursuing my dreams

Far away from the expectations

Far away from the mad rush world

Taking a rebirth to be civilized again

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Bridge

Between your heart and mine

The bridge is trembling as if it will rupture

Dark clouds have blinded the vision

And, I’ve lost my direction

The vibes say, I need to stay calm

Daylight will come with new ideas

When the path is clear

The journey becomes easy; I doubt it!

Night is always a dangerous ally

Is  it trustworthy? I never found so!

Beginning of the end, or a new start

To me, it’s a new lesson to grasp

Lowering my ambitions is never an option

Comes with it, serious trouble

A path to discover towards safety

Pause or move forward with grit

In the opposite side, there is a cavalry

The fiercest opponents ready to strike

Day’s so long and so humid

Occupations never keep me satisfied

That, my wish is to conquer your heart

Is there any arrow left in my armor? No!

Known paths are all blocked

As my every move is well anticipated

The brave heart in the

Children’s stories will succeed in the last

Hour, that’s fantasy! But, reality bites.

Written based on the prompt,"Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day’s occupations, That is known as the Children’s Hour" @  carryontuesdayprompt . Please visit and read others' writings. Thanks. Images thanks to Pixabay