My Dearest

Today as the drizzle drenched us both,

I remembered, our relationship would,

Soon move to its eighth year,

Wondering, wiping the drops,

I lost myself in the reverie, our own.

Remember, three years ago, when

I had to move on, and you didn't speak

To me, I felt we would part, but

Something about you brings me back,

Old broken things about us....

When I was a kid, new to the art,

I would often fall off the track,

You could go, but you never did,

You laid beside me, and helped me

Pick up, the both of us...

Remember, how different we have

Grown, I am now much taller, and

You have changed parts, but you

See even when everything changes,

We still remain the same...

I too have learned to get to your speed,

You have changed tyres, love has

Become like gears, we notice only

When something goes wrong, and

Then repair ourselves for the other...

To be honest, I think a break up is due,

For the first love must be lost,

So that it doesn't age to hate,

Please don't worry, if I desert you,

Dear cycle, my heart shall ring with you.

copyright. Nirmalya Panigrahi