Sunday 15 August 2021

Ananth Adhyam, Poetry 2021 Longlist


On a lonely road through the Karakoram,
I met a lone warrior.
He rode slowly, wearily,
And I slowed to his side.
I was glad to listen and he was glad to speak,
I had ridden over a few passes,
He into a thousand battles.
When we turned to part ways,
I left a wiser man,
Yet he thanked me for my company,
On the lonely road through the Karakoram.

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