Why I Ride

Something that brings happiness for me.

I feel the wind,

I feel the rain,

Taking away all my pain.

All the chills,

All the thrills,

Riding away into the hills.

Seeing places,

Meeting faces,

Travelling miles is my basis.

Going fast,

Stopping last,

Enjoying each moment that's passed. 

Heartbeats rise,

Through lows and highs,

Till I reach the prize

For which I ride.

Author's Note

Travelling places. Taking long rides. :)
Please do share your opinion.

NB: Always wear a helmet.
The one with the helmet is me. xD

Reviews

[GalaxyGhost]

Driving along and feeling the breeze is what feels like freedom to me. I like how your poem uses the senses to feel like one is going on a long ride to an adventure.

[Emily]

Great poem!
I don't think I've never read a poem about riding a motorcycle!
Keep it up!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Long highway and no-place to go. I like this place. I agree with your thoughts. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Aswin R Prasad]

Thank you.. glad that you like it.

[Coyote Poetry]

I did and you are welcome.

[andrew mitchell]

that feeling of being free!and speeding!

[Aswin R Prasad]

Riding without a specific destination. 😊

[zunie frost]

long rides always gives you relaxation ..
and your words describe a very beautiful ride !!
keep it up

[Aswin R Prasad]

Thank you so much. Glad you like it.