On A Hike Poem by V P Mahur

One I wished to go on a hike
With my old but favourite bike

I put on my preserved spikes
And followed the ongoing bikes

They all stopped near fishy terrain
Lining the bikes like single railed train

But want something special to gain
And my eyes saw a very high mountain

Climbing a mountain on a bike
This idea everybody will like

The beginning was very easy and nice
Adding to my joy some new spice

But the bike's old shaky bones
Could not face such new zones

I left the bike unattended there
And started as much I could dare

But being alone was not a joy
And I kept on falling like a toy

Soon the night began to fall
That was the end of my zeal all