Even before going to
school by cart
Drawn by the horse, I know
you as a child,
As you did dance to the
tune in the circus.
Ever since I saw Queen
Jansi with her child
On her back in the
picture, I felt riding you.
Reading characters in
literature
As riding, and seeing on
the screen heroes
Riding about on horses
with singing,
I rode you in mind with
passion built up.
Your sight of side views
blocked by side screens,
You behave obeying to your
controller.
To the versatile women
being house bound,
Societal outlook beyond
home is denied.
Your moves designed to a
few squares in Chess,
Far from your windy speed
in the horse race,
Reminds me of my moves
between the kitchen
And the bedroom, which
strengthens my feelings
That you and I are in a
bind by all,
And dear horse I love you
still more so much.
By in Tamil
Mrs. Madhumitha
In Anthology, Poetic
Prism, 2015
E mail madhumithaa2012@gmail.com
Translated to English by Rm Shanmaugam
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