Poems About: HORSE
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
229.what do you really expect?
what do you really expect
from the horse that you have
seen accidentally on the
wilderness? it is black and read more »RIC S. BASTASA
230.Verses On Night And Day
In the forest at night
my good old horse
has lost his way. read more »Rory Hudson
231.A Horse To Outrun
A horse is sent to outrun the rollers with wheels,
A pin and needle can be a horse, but they are animals.
Stones are thrown on the bleeding wounds,
Heaven shines its odours on them to bind. read more »Naveed Akram
232.A Strange Teacher
A teacher I adored and loved,
was seen last evening, when he shoved
illegally and with much force,
an object into a big horse. read more »Herbert Nehrlich
Take a pictured horse as deer.
Who will treat deer as horse?
Gods will say that. read more »cheung shun sang
Through the black blood stained helmet,
He swung his agile horse in a charge
And that was where they met.
The horse of Solid Shadow. read more »Rich Lin
235.The Horse of your Heart
When you've ridden a four-year-old half of the day
And, foam to the fetlock, they lead him away, read more »William Henry Ogilvie
236.The Lesson From The Horse Race
There's no such thing as gallant loser and there's no glory in defeat
And coming first is all that matter and victory is always sweet
For the winning horse and jockey there's a mighty hip hooray
And the jockey he is smiling victory has made his day. read more »Francis Duggan
237.A Horse Riding Boy!
A boy goes on horse riding to school!
He doesn’t like cycle or bike or vehicle!
His parents work in foreign countries;
They are ready to give him even bike; read more »Ramesh T A
Oh, this is the week when no rhymster may rhyme
On the joy of the bush or the ills of the time,
Nor pour out his soul in delectable rhythm
Of women and wine and the lure they have with 'em, read more »Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
239.Nuts and Bolts
I remember it was years ago
Back when I was green
A driftin' about from place to place
Young hungry and lean read more »Kendra Tyler
Mother and son enjoyed the painted horses and foals,
As they galloped up and down on golden poles.
Mother thrilled at this beautiful sight of joy,
Almost more than the experience, it gave her little boy. read more »R. K. Hart