Metaphor

Heloni Lynn on Mar 20, 2011

Tags: bike, crash, fall, life poem, metaphor, no hands, poem, Poem about life, Poem on life

Metaphor – a poem about life… well, moments of life anyway.

I feel like
I’m riding my bike
With no hands
And as it starts to wobble
My arms are tied
And there’s nothing I can do
To stop the ground from rushing toward me.

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serowa on Mar 20, 2011
Very nice. I fee like that to sometimes.
pguims on Mar 20, 2011
yeah, i feels like breaking free..
quiet voice on Mar 20, 2011
Interesting take. Thank you.
Payge on Mar 20, 2011
Metaphors and the usage is a wonderful thing.They can mean many things to many people.The beauty of this metaphor is that once the hands are untied balance is regained and your ride can continued.
webseowriters on Mar 20, 2011
Thanks 4 sharing
No Share on Mar 20, 2011
its called pushing the boundaries..=D
CHIPMUNK on Mar 20, 2011
Great read
thestickman on Mar 20, 2011
Thespeakman on Mar 20, 2011
Short sweet and nice
Eunice Tan on Mar 20, 2011
Wonderful share
john smither on Mar 21, 2011
Nicely written, I know this feeling.
jedpogi on Mar 21, 2011
very nice!:)

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panjettan5 on Mar 21, 2011
nice one…
Jerry Bradford aka Jerry Atrixx on Mar 22, 2011
How did I miss this before? Wonderful little simple poem.

Thank you for sharing!

~J
adicodrean1967 on Mar 25, 2011
great post
scrawny viking on Mar 27, 2011
wow, many comments, must be good
thresiapaulose on Mar 28, 2011
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Mezaa on Mar 31, 2011
great share
ChangeTeam on Apr 3, 2011
Whoa.. That would be a scary feeling… Great article ^_^ Thanks for sharing!
Jswana on Apr 3, 2011
Yes. This can happen!

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