The Ride Within

On a bike, life takes its hold,
More than fun, it's a story told.
Each turn of the wrist, a heart set free,
Chasing dreams for you and me.

Every scratch, a tale to keep,
Of love so strong, buried deep.
This feeling, you can't explain,
Unless you've felt the wind and rain.

We fall, we mend, then ride anew,
Not 'cause we must, but want to.
The engine's roar, the road's perfume,
Man and bike, in perfect tune.

It's not just speed, it's what's inside,
Where soul and steel forever ride.
A biker's life, a simple plea,
To feel alive and truly free. 🏍️🔥