He rides a worn-out bike,
As fast as he could
As the rain he expected,
Happened as it should
So he pants as he breathe,
Pedalling with his feet
Sketchbook on the basket,
He hopes it won't get wet
So he stopped by a shed
And look at the pages of it dead
So he pedals once more,
But with a resolve and calm in his eyes
And soon realized by it, the drought,
The tranquility that it has brought
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Author:
AlmosTheOneWhoDreams (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is my third time writing a poem, English is my second language so I believe I have some grammatical error here and there, the inspiration behind this is what I experienced one day on a rainy day riding my bike, so everything that is said on the poem was exactly how everything went on that very unfortunate day, that's all
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Comments3
A snapshot of life and in a sense a metaphor as well. Nicely written
English is my only language and I don't know grammar.
I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed reading "ON A WET JOURNEY." It's incredible how vividly you captured the scene and the emotions of that day. Writing poetry in a second language is no small feat, and you've done an amazing job bringing your experience to life.
Your use of imagery and the way you conveyed the protagonist's journey from urgency to tranquility really resonated with me. It's impressive how effectively you express yourself in a second language, a skill I do not have. Your talent and dedication truly shine through in this piece.
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful and evocative poem. I look forward to reading more of your work!
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