The Bullet…

It is over four months now since I started riding the bullet. It is a wonderful experience handling this huge thing. The following is a poem on my bike, which is also the fourth poem of my life…:P

Bullet is more than a bike..

It hits the road like a pike..

Comfort is what it feels like..

As in running in a spike..

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Rallying in the bullet..

Empties the wallet..

For what you get in return..

Is a ride without any concern!…

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5 Responses to “The Bullet…”

  1. Whatever be the time…
    Every line in my poem will rhyme.. :P

  2. A bullet is just yet another bike
    Which you happen to very much like
    The happiness which it can make
    Makes you see it more than a bike

    Rallying the bullet is a real gain
    But emptying the wallet is real pain
    I remind you my friend, yet again,
    There is no gain, without some pain.

    (well, if you call this a poem, then it is the Nth poem by me. But I think poems have something more than rhyme)

  3. @ Vayanakkaran

    :)

    Hehe…

    Yes, poems should have more things… but i don’t think those will ever get into my poems!! (What a confidence!! ) :P

    BTW, I liked your *poem* :)

  4. I liked both..

  5. @ Renjith..

    :)

    Thank you!

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