The Rider

The Rider .

neon light streaks in night sky ,
two hearts in tandem says aye.
among the blur we skid and fly,
we are one the machine and I .

the tranquility of the cold and dark,
peppered in the sky,a million sparks.
reflects the sadness deep and cold,
awakens the nightmares dark and old .

all shattered by auroras of glowing neon,
and the one with a burning metal heart.
veins of red,green,blue,white and all,
throbbing forged aluminium piston and all.

awakened by a soul of high octane spirit,
the speeding beast shreds triple digits.
patterned wheels leave the roads creased,
masquerades stampede of horses unleashed.

the beast makes a low and silent growl,
not unlike an apex predator on the prowl.
a majestic animal even in stand still,
flick the wrist, the world becomes still.

a life that ever spiraling out of control,
as I endlessly race towards a million goal.
all just mirages when on the beast I prowl,
all is in control when horizon is the goal .

nightmares disintegrate in wailing wind ,
and all the chains that bound me unwind.
as waves of adrenalin dissolve my fear,
and giddying torque sweetens my tear.

a trail of burning rubber on the tarmac,
asphalt and gravel are all but a snack.
burning the road we skid and we fly,
we are one the machine and I .