Me at age 11

Stranger to myself.
So long ago
The miles traversed.

Eager eyes
Riding rambuctiously

Times cycle continues on.
Acquired and lost.
Elated and dejected.

Still riding.
Perhaps reflecting more.
Endearing to see myself
Former in the present.

Solitary balancing
The humming of the wheels
Deep in reverie

Where those pedals
Have taken me?
Riding along

Atul Ranchod


One thought on “Cycling

  1. You were able to express those sentiments very well in that poem. I think it is one of the best you’ve done. It really resonated with me and evoked reflection about my own life. Your photograph is powerful. The composition you wrote is simple and profound. Bravo šŸ‘šŸ¼


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