Best Motorbikes Poems

I remember those days when just a kid,
the old ten shilling note, and the odd quid.*
Teddy boys in their drain pipes, fur collars
smelling of nicotine,...

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Ah, to this land of the monsoons
or should it have been the sunsoons? 
Yet for frozen land tourists, a tropical hot boon.

Where bullock carts, stray...

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They called it school
I called it hell 
From the huge imposing prison like doors
To the doom like toll of the bell
Everyday the same
Running for the...

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Motorbikes and barking dogs
are driving me to drink
With the endless din of traffic
I can no longer think

I’ll have a little nip of Gin
Perhaps a beer...

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Pi pi pi... kekyo kekyo Hooo- hoke'kyo Hoohokekyo
awakening to the sounds of Japanese bush warblers
they are signalling the start of the day
welcoming warm humid heat...

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Who expects to do a deed of kindness...
doesn't it happen unexpectedly?
Late this afternoon strolling down wide streets
with blooming oaks that smelled heavenly,
I helped a blind...

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The sun was slowly setting mixed with an atmosphere of peace and calm.
He sat as his usual place, knowing he is in no harm.
All he...

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When last I visited India almost a decade ago
I recall riding on my brother's scooter 
as he drove me around town,
And I saw fully veiled...

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Disco dreams and disco balls 
Big city,bright lights 
Pub crawls and bar fights. 
Mini frocks and hair dyes 
Made up faces 
Mascara filled eyes. 
Vodka...

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Me and my motorbike went out on a trip
As a black leather phantom i looked cool and hip
But with the sun in my eyes the...

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I go to school, but not everyday.
My parents said i should, if i wish to get a nice pay.
But i get so distracted, from the...

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There's an island paradise located in the blue Atlantic.
No place on earth is quite as charming and romantic!
A shangri-la where beaches are pink and everyone...

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Power points of dimensional spinning graphs are largely placed in cement viewfinders in aerated office space with dome foam chairs. Dome foam chairs are the...

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Motorbikes and barking dogs
Are driving me to drink
With the endless din of traffic
I can no longer think

I’ll have a little nip of Gin
Perhaps a beer...

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I always wonder at the folks
Who do not follow rules,
Who violate the status quo,
Think followers are fools.

A traffic light that’s red? Who cares?
No motorbikes allowed?
Let’s...

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