after dawn walked towards the garage,
Lift the door, and rays of sun increase rage.
Pulled the clothes of sleeping dragon, chained tightly;
I sat behind the beast and staring furiously.

Insert and twist the key depressing the clutch,
Hit the power-start switch and twisted throttle so much;
That the engine's grunge release spark in heart
Release the clutch and beast move with it's might.

The world is empty, soul filled up with poison;
Accelerating through the heart of unknown road going on,
With broken & injured heart dreams I'm chasing
Silhouette of obscured destiny, wheel is gyrating.

Twisting accelerator and with clutch increase gear,
3rd, 4th, & 5th gear raging fury in every spare
And with increasing grunge heartbeat goes in rising.
When grunge & heartbeat did incantation then I'm living.

Crossing wind tousled the hair, feeling alive,
Nerve chillng noise pleasure is on thrive
The only machine which understand the human,
The only machine with heart which is insane.

And then pressing the clutch liver,
Raising the gear from 5th to 6th like did before never;
Twisting throttle touches the zenith of speed
Then and there the beast is unleashed.


© heart of a dying star

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