a story...

its not a poem really...just a vague memory

Long time ago, another age, another life,

a past that seems a myth today,

a girl set foot on her first bicycle...

With hair cut short like a boy

and a cap to hide her pierced ears,

she leaned forward gripping the handles tight,

but she had no fear, 

as she was not without her savior, her father...

She learnt how to peddle,

excitement flowing through her;

her father reminded her to be steady on the handle,

but she paid no heed,

cause she knew he would be there...

But there came for her, an unexpected moment,

when he let go...

She tilted to see his absence beside her,

and when this realization struck,

down she fell...

She broke both her knees, and her elbows.

But she broke her heart when her father scolded her,

"You're supposed to ride on, not look at me when I let go!"

And she wept silently,

"Why would you let go?"

Then one noon, she sneaked out while he slept,

determination and fear written across her face...

With shivering hands she held the cycle,

and started her work on it.

Many a time she fell,

letting not a tear drop to ease the pain, or the shame...

And on one such go,

she felt the wind whip past her face,

and her hair lapping behind, when she knew

that she had made it,

all alone, by herself...

But this was a long time ago,

another age, another life,

a past that seems a myth today...

Today she stands,

another world, another life,

without her savior or her bicycle...

Now she knows he had to let go.

But so soon...?

That she did not expect...

Still she has to ride on,

without looking for him,

all alone by herself...

But she knows he's still there,

in the very blood that runs through her veins...

Reviews

[unspoken_hero]

Interesting story. I like it.

[being me]

thank you:)

[AWickedMoon]

Beautiful poem.

[Holly Mason]

a very beautiful piece of writing
it is alive with imagery taking the reader to a special wondering place
the content is great you touch on so many things from the father to him having to let go just many thoughts
it is well written kept my interest through out-
thank you for sharing

[being me]

thank you:)

[Junert]

Very touching moral story. Sometimes those that cares for us must let us go, so we can ride ahead.

[being me]

and to be strong

[Junert]

Yeah exactly.

[Salar Majak]

Now she knows he had to let go.
But so soon...?
That she did not expect...
Still she has to ride on,
without looking for him,
all alone by herself...

WOW!
this is heartbreaking but powerful at the same time!
i love th combination!
yes, i know what you mean, sometimes he has to let go :) life goes on though
great piece

[being me]

Thank you

[Endlessly Bruised]

Beautiful. :D

[being me]

Thank you

[NITHIN PURPLE]

"pain have its sharpened tear beneath this story,
As had it pierced through one's heart's hearth.
Indeed that loneliness,a trembling next to-
me,as it converse through this elegy,in deep!
If that gloomy star do climb on you,'seek abroad'--
As you rescued from that fire with a master-craft,
still you have it,that courage shall be a revolt,a Renaissance
still! "But knew not,Does god an exact ruthless driver?"

[being me]

god isn't ruthless...he is just different from the rest of us...