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Monday, March 8, 2010

The well

Silver moon shining above
A soft, white mist rising
From the earth toward sky
A lonely rider galloping.

He has to reach the next town
Before tomorrow dawn
So he gallops away
While the whole world sleeps.

His throat is perched
His horse too seems drained
Suddenly he saw in distance
A well, a dream come true.

He galloped his horse toward it
Reached it and climbed down
He looked around for a bucket
But there were none.

Despaired he was about to climb back
When he heard a haunting song
Ringing in a voice oh so sweet
He searched and found a hut.

He reached the door and knocked
A beautiful woman opened the door
“Is it you my love? Are you back?”
He saw that she had not sight.

Beast within him woke up
He saw left and right
Seeing no one around
He entered the hut.

Next morning the villagers came
To get water from the well.
They saw a horse tied to the well,
Its rider lying dead a mile away.

They shook their head and sighed.
A blind girl lived there
With her loving husband
One night someone took advantage.

Of the hapless girl’s lost sight
And her husband’s absence.
They both were found in the well
By the villagers next day.

Every thirsty traveler
Is lured to that hut
Those who ask for bucket
Get one and travel away.

Those who forget humanity
Are found here lying
With body as cold as ice.
Without their soul within.

6 comments:

  1. That is a truly well written story. WOW.

    Have you a great week!

    hugs
    shakira

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  2. another lovely poem dear, great rhythm, you are a super writer :)

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  3. Me got tributes and awards for you!
    Please drop by.....

    hugs
    shakira

    HAPPY DAYS ARE HERE TO STAY, LET'S DANCE!

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  4. dear shakira,
    you too have a wonderful weekend. will check the blog and get my award. Thanks a lot for thinking of me.
    with warmest affections,

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  5. dear william,
    I am honoured that a wonderful poet like you thinks that way.
    with lots of affection,

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