Night Biking Escapism

Biking through my hometown at night.

Biking through the town

Seeing people walking round

Seeing all the sights

Car lights in the middle of the night

I make my way into the park

Everything’s starting to get a little dark

The sun is setting in the sky

Pink clouds and orange light passes by

As the town goes quiet, peaceful

Some would prefer a nighttime riot, but it’s not that way tonight

The sun is reflecting off Lake Ontario for the last time today

Leaving the town quiet, serene, gray

I make my way back home on the usual path

Riding on through the dark with no hands, inciting the night’s wrath

Testing out my balance, taking in the views

Forgetting about my valiant effort to get up for school tomorrow, true

But it was worth it

Some things have to wait

When you need to escape 

Author's Note

Just a quick, relaxing poem. Enjoy!

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

[wordman]

sounds like the perfect escape

[Najam Us Saher]

That's the thing to worry about. Time waits for none. I liked the message it conveys stop everything else and observe the surroundings. Beautifully written.