The Traveler
It is not just a calling
It is a desire and a need
A craving from a bottomless pit
Leaving an aftertaste which is unique from each.
There is thrill at those hairpin curves
And a shrill in the shrieking wind
The landscape is at a pause and so is time
As you soak in the scenic rhyme.
Meander all to your will
Stacking a lifetime of yarns to spin
Feel you with the warmth of a crowded shelter
And hear you with the moving clouds and the fallen leaf
With an ounce of gratitude, not be left with grief.
Thank you for reading
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Wow,.. a challenging and exciting adventure. Where is this @bikergirl?
The pictures were taken in the different hillstations in South India. Wayanad, Munnar and Yercaud.
Okay, thank you very much @bikergirl. Sorry for late response. 😊
Lovely Poem ❤️ being a rider myself I can relate to every line you wrote and could actually feel what you want to convey ! Amazing write-up ! Keep writing keep sharing and keep inspiring young riders like me 😅😊
Thank you so much @touringdiaries :) means alot
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Beautiful pictures!
Loved your passion for biking. 👍
- A biker from jaipur