All Alone

a poem by Ashwin Kumar T

I start my bike in an eventless street,
And suddenly it roars with activity,
There is a passion there is a rage,
I wanna go wild – the open road beckons me.

Beyond the towns, beyond the city limits;
Where children wave at me from the fields.
The Mountains, The Seas and The Rivers,
And the fisherman in the lake; all alone.