a poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

The young horse wanted to remind-
a symbol of persistence could never stop
due to some trifle matter,
he wished to gallop.
Frost rode on his horse to cover miles
Before taking eternal rest.
As long as my heart is alive,
my motion no one can arrest.
Miles after miles
through the life’s route
I’ll proceed
in search of truth.