When I was breathing yesterday, it was filled with our love and not air. Sorrows are unknown, ... When I was breathing yesterday, it was filled with our love and not air. S...

Alone I was riding my bike Way to home and Those powerful clouds, The lightning thunderstor... Alone I was riding my bike Way to home and Those powerful clouds, The l...

The poem is about the bike love. The way biker expresses his love for the bike he owns is surprising... The poem is about the bike love. The way biker expresses his love for the bike h...

Kawasaki is not fast, The others are slow, Kawasaki is not fast, The others are slow,

Been an atheist all my life, I could crack jokes vaguely, Been an atheist all my life, I could crack jokes vaguely,

Many a times he rode the bike With me sitting behind And you won't believe! Many a times he rode the bike With me sitting behind And you won't believe...