Depleting oil reserves

Traffic,pockets of free space
the swerving quest cutting through brake lighta
and blaring Boschs
instinct rules the right and left turns.
celebration of killers unknown
MgCO3 lead tar and dust
Nurtures the road rage
deadly grin
teet grit rubber squeals in an acrid burn
piston pulse throbs
unleaded fuel and dreams of flight
the biker on the indian road
his fuel the rage
powered by pollution.....

MONSOON

ALL OF A SUDDEN
the sky broke
a curtain of rain
churned white by the wind
washed the air pure.
instant rivulets carried away
the dust and footprints of the day.
city lights became stars
the xylophonic drops cooled the heat
moist wind an icy chill
in this desolate station......

Balloon

life has hit the rapids.
no turning back.
the pace is blitzkrieg.
buddy ol buddy buddy where r u?
lets do the Zorba with the cherries.

Straight white line

need for speed
a primal urge
for motion faster than pollution
to outrun diesel fumes
dust and garbage trucks
the child in front
and the woman pilion
riding the roller coaster
staring at exhaust pipes
infinite signals
flushing red in the sun
chewing on grit
city rotting
burning the nasal narves
the indian biker
urban drive
road rage the only bliss.......