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    Default Re: Biker Boy (Poem)

    I want to ride

    Go ahead and blame me
    Blame my eyes and heart who have become addicts
    Addicts who crave to breathe some fresh air,
    Converse with nature in its purest form
    Places which are haunted by thoughts of cities
    Which according to them
    Eat and defecate in the same place.

    As water is to boat and wind is to a plane
    My bike is the better half of me making me whole.
    I crave to see such places which are far from the shadow of cities.
    These places tell me they will be history in a few years
    I wanna meet them now for they change by the day.

    A sudden need craves from within me
    A sense of purpose I see in my life
    Excitement begins to take its shape murdering the routine of life
    I want explore places with my eyes
    The sight of such places then fills my heart with content.
    Please don’t chain me to the routines of life



    I wanna ride.
    A rider I am with no destination.
    For I go where my heart wants and for what my eyes wanna see.
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    Miles to your journey, Adds stories and memories to your life.

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    As I raise my visor
    My sweaty face relishes the kiss of the wind
    I look down at the odo
    Punishing myself for stopping so soon
    Kicking myself at the wronged lines
    Shouting at the lost overtakes

    Busy in my own world I was
    I heard a dull roar up above me
    I saw an aeroplane slashing the clouds in half
    Alone and bereft, alone and free

    Where it goes, no body cares
    Where it lands, no body cares
    It flies, that's what matters

    That's really life for me
    No one cares who you are
    No one will ask where you are from
    What matters is whether you ride or not


    -Adreesh Ghoshal

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    Default Re: Official Poetry Thread!

    Quote Originally Posted by chainslap View Post
    As I raise my visor
    My sweaty face relishes the kiss of the wind
    I look down at the odo
    Punishing myself for stopping so soon
    Kicking myself at the wronged lines
    Shouting at the lost overtakes

    Busy in my own world I was
    I heard a dull roar up above me
    I saw an aeroplane slashing the clouds in half
    Alone and bereft, alone and free

    Where it goes, no body cares
    Where it lands, no body cares
    It flies, that's what matters

    That's really life for me
    No one cares who you are
    No one will ask where you are from
    What matters is whether you ride or not


    -Adreesh Ghoshal
    That's a beautiful poem

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    Cutting Corners

    I see people clad in formals
    Rocking laptops and vomiting ppts
    Hunched over their laptops
    Haggling with clients and shooting mails
    'Where's that creative? Please Revert!"
    I need it ASAP, So take leadership!
    And so on and forth

    Part of this ratrace I am
    Clad in formals I enter office
    But where they see cubicles, I see corners
    And there is a rising left hander to my desk

    As I walk to my desk,
    I shift out a butt
    Crook a knee
    Lock a shoulder
    Bend an elbow
    Turn my waist
    Look into the corner
    Shift down,lock the throttle grip
    And dance
    Dance with the road
    Not a care in the world, with the engine singing
    Not a worry in my heart, as my lean angle increase
    My brain calculates braking distance, as the tyres scrabble for grip
    The apex comes, welcoming me like an old friend
    In that flash we exchange old glances, only to meet once again at the exit

    Out of nowhere, I crashed into my boss
    Toppled his cup of tea, and royally screwed my appraisal interview
    He looked daggers at me, and I had already exited my corner

    I reached my desk, excited, in a rush and ready for more.
    I don't know why, but there were scrape marks on my left trouser leg
    My left shoe was scuffed.

    What happened, I don't know
    But what happened, I know
    I see corners where no one can

    -Adreesh Ghoshal

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