Poem 57: The Bicycle

By Vijay Simhadri.


The technicolored bicycle was treated with awe,

It was the finest of racers that I ever saw,

The bike was painted with many exuding colors,

It was one of those racing two-wheelers,

Over rocks and mountains had it so raced,

It did so fare with maximum haste,

For those fast runners that had so paced,

They were soon quickly overtaken

And left shamefaced.

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