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Motorbikes Poems - Poems about Motorbikes

Premium MemberSame Old Evening

...The evening comes, I recognize
The same old evening’s here
A blurry line across the skies
The sounds of cars I hear
Quite as distinguished as they were
From the embankment side
The motorbikes a...
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Categories: motorbikes, longing, loss, love,
Form: Rhyme

Torn by the Sky

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It was sunny the day our hearts broke away.
A decade has passed—but some wounds ignore clocks.
The news bloomed like bruises on a nation’s chest.
Shoreham stood still.
Time forgot how to move...
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Categories: motorbikes, faith, farewell,
Form: Free verse



Mark Skip Stubbs

...In loving memory of our Mark,
Better known to most as Skip,
Reunited with Clegg up in paradise now,
Best friends back joined at the hip.

From thrashing about on his motorbikes,
Revving the ars...
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Categories: motorbikes, friendship, in memoriam, meaningful,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberConfused I And Stressed In London

...is everyone from Barking  Barking mad?
Does everyone In Lambeth do the Lambeth walk?
Is Leicester Square In Leicester?
Is The Elephant And Castle a place where they hide Elephants?
Is Oxford Stre...
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Categories: motorbikes, city, confusion,
Form: Free verse

Nigel and Me

...Nigel likes to talk about planes
And trains and motorbikes.
He has a few friends
Who like the same.
I say to him: "Why does the piston go up and down?"
He tells me,
But I don't really understan...
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Categories: motorbikes, car, passion,
Form: Free verse



Beautiful City of Goma , Drcongo

...As I was in national park virunga
 and I saw a zebra 
which was giving birth and
one black and white cobra 
passed by there.
 I admired their colours 
and took some pictures 
to show my kids a...
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Categories: motorbikes, africa, encouraging,
Form: Free verse

Not Allowed

...Motorbikes are not allowed
Out here where people stroll.
Smoking’s not permitted, either;
Fresh air is the goal.

Blasting music’s also banned 
So peace can be enjoyed,
Which is why, right her...
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Categories: motorbikes, anger, today,
Form: Rhyme

The Nestling

...The ***** she brought to the marriage
is bawling again.
Something must have woken it up
as it slept in its drawer
where she keeps her special underwear.

Turning to me in the dark.
"Can you se...
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Categories: motorbikes, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Breaking Rules

...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 speed along wh...
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Categories: motorbikes, change, people,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberMust Love Dogs

...I may not be so popular with the comments and the views 
and although I never make the front liners nor the news
the one thing I do know is this I got friends that are true     

They kno...
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Categories: motorbikes, appreciation, friendship, truth,
Form: Rhyme

Urban Dracula

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They dress all in black
eyeliner favors a tire track
lipstick of ebony too
some are into voodoo
Draconian is their soul group
a reptilian troop
some say they're evil
I just conceive ...
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Categories: motorbikes, dark, halloween, urban,
Form: Rhyme

Face Masks, Face Veils: Same Thing

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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 Muslim women
half their...
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Categories: motorbikes, health, truth, , western,
Form: Prose

Incredible India: My Motherland

...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 dogs, horse carriages and cows
pedestrians, ...
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Categories: motorbikes, patriotic, places,
Form: Verse

Black Dog

...Black Dog

Johnny was a quiet boy:  
He lived by Rangar Wood.
Johnny’s mother loved him,
As all good Mother’s should.

Black dog what’s you purpose?
Just to howl at the moon?
To harass poor ...
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Categories: motorbikes, animal, bereavement, boy, death,
Form: Rhyme

Meet Me At the Square

...Meet me at the square
That is what I continue to hear
Meet me at the square before the close of the year
I know that your calendar is full
But create an extra page for me
So that we can meet fac...
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Categories: motorbikes, angel, appreciation, business, change,
Form: Narrative

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