Stables

Each horse must gravely stand and watch,
Towards this piety I release pride and sit,
To keep energy and hate at bay and stay,
Of all images I reinvent to carefully remain.

A remaining episode is still on offer,
To understand the regional news,
Always the breeze and cool wind,
Anyway I have this and few do.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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