The Trekker’s Tale

by Pranjal Wagh
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I’m but a speck, infinitesimal

#unrhyme

When there was no Music
My breath kept the Beat

When there was no Rain
I drenched myself with Sweat

The climb seemed endless
I taught my body to endure

My mind cluttered with Thoughts
I let the Wind blow them away

When the mountain inflicted Pain
I became numbness personified

When the summit wasn’t in sight
I bowed my head and climbed

The Rain dampened my spirit
My heart roared like Fire

I’m but a speck, infinitesimal
The Mountain made me infinite

– Pranjal Ⓒ

05 July 2022

PC : Anup Bokil

6 comments

Ishwar Gaikwad August 9, 2022 - 4:04 PM

Wah, splendid!
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Pranjal Wagh August 9, 2022 - 4:11 PM

Thank you so much Kaka!! Your appreciation means a lot!!

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Ishwar Gaikwad August 9, 2022 - 4:04 PM

Wah, fantastic!
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Pranjal Wagh August 9, 2022 - 4:11 PM

Thank you so much Kaka!! Your appreciation means a lot!!

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Ishwar Gaikwad August 9, 2022 - 4:05 PM

Wah, very fine and fantastic!
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Pranjal Wagh August 9, 2022 - 4:10 PM

Thank you so much Kaka!! Your appreciation means a lot!!

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