I attended my first Bikers show on the 21st of December, 2019. So glad I didn’t miss it. It so impacted me that I secretly desired to buy one for myself. Madam made it clearthat’s not happening”. So all I have left is this poem.

Read and enjoy it.

Muscle on Wheels has me bound in its enchantments

You don’t know liberty till you engage nitro-powered speed

In a second, houses and people become colors and blurs

Ride or die? We ride, no time to die today.

There were Hondas, Suzuki’s, BMW’s and Ducati Monsters in the tribe

Each was a king dressed in its shining armor

“Vrooming” their utterances to the delight of “baes and boos”

They zoomed off into the liberty of the winds.

First time in my life I saw a blue leopard

Wiping its whiskers, It crouched low setting up an attack

Faster than lightning, it sprang forth into wheelies, stoppies, and burnout stunts

It dared the devil and got the crowd roaring for more.

Next came the woman in red armor

This is a 36-24-36 hourglass love at first sight beastly beauty

Every man is affected by what he sees

Men’s eyes popped out of their sockets as she “vroomed” and zoomed off.

Robin Hood is in the hood in his garment of foliage

Welcome the green ninja, muscle rippling shaming Hercules

Those who ride her don’t just go for a spin on the streets

It’s a spiritual experience if you know, you know.

Black as a mamba stood this gigantic beast

its poisonous beauty struck me and left me transfixed

Then the allure of it shining chrome hit me and got me high

I remained standing, my eyes jonesing with desire in their sockets.

How can I forget the yellow grenade

Pimped till her mama knew her no more

An accomplished street fighter, don’t let her looks deceive you.

Just unchain her, and watch her burn the street.

Of the riders this much I can say

Love, brotherhood and oneness

I watch your front, you watch my back that’s the game

No dulling, no envying, the sky was big enough for every bike to fly.

I left the show but my head was still in the flow

You have not seen a real thriller till you hang out with these bikers

Stunts, leather jackets, camaraderie, and exciting noise

I kept hearing vroom, vroom, vrooooooo as I snored my way into “bikey” dreams.


To read another poem click the link Why I was pushed

What do you think? Should I get a bike? After all, they say “you are only too old to rock and roll after death” πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. Why do we have more men riding Power bikes than women?

Let me have your comments below.

Till next time.

©️ Ovyay (2020).


Esu Reuben · January 4, 2020 at 6:52 am

Yeah I was there too and am glad I didnt miss it too. Am ready now for many more shows. Drum festival on my mind this year.

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 6:53 am

    Always a joy shooting with you. Let’s do drum festival together πŸ‘πŸ‘

Gramara · January 4, 2020 at 7:02 am

“We ride, no time to die today”
How can someone write so well?
More female bikers? Bike scares me ooo

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 7:05 am

    Thanks, I appreciate these comments. You are one of my encouragers. That’s what helps in the writing.

      Tinuke · January 4, 2020 at 9:57 am

      Beautifully crafted poem and nice pictures.I’ll love to ride one someday though not with the scary speed.

        Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 10:49 am

        Yes o. What most people don’t know is those bikes are actually built for safety not just speed. They are different from the normal Okada. Of course in everything we do, we need to be safety conscious. See you on the tracks some day πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 7:06 am

    I know a woman can do it. I saw some out there but they were few. I think once you get over the first time, you will no longer be afraid πŸ˜‚

      Dimma · January 4, 2020 at 7:35 am

      It was a nice read

        Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 7:46 am

        Thanks so much πŸ™πŸ™

KG · January 4, 2020 at 7:42 am

I enjoyed reading this, I love the pictures, I love power bikes but YOU ARE NOT BUYING OR RIDING ONE. CASE DISMISSED πŸ˜‚πŸ€£πŸ˜πŸ˜

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 7:45 am

    There is God o

Tunde Akinseye · January 4, 2020 at 7:43 am

Bikes are lovely and I dream of owning one. But my madam will no approve. So madam rules😊😊.

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 7:45 am

    Madam rules o πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚. Same for this side

Obehioye · January 4, 2020 at 7:49 am

I love bikes and enjoy the sound when it zooms off. Will try one if I see but lots of caution ooo. Never a dull moment, Lovely piece daddy with beautiful pictures

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 7:55 am

    Those sounds are killing me🀣🀣Thanks Ob55555

    Mekuzi · January 4, 2020 at 8:05 am

    Beautifully crafted words with images to match. Only those who were there can relate πŸ˜ŽπŸ‘ŒπŸΎπŸ’―. It was a crazy, WOW experience. The MOW literally mowed the lawns at the venue, and the ones in our minds. MOW 2020 loading….
    Cheers πŸ›΅πŸ₯‚

      Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 8:11 am

      Thanks man. I hear the MOW 2020 will be the bomb. Will be there live to watch again. Hope to meet you

Boma · January 4, 2020 at 8:10 am

The seed has been planted!!!! It’s only a matter of time…….Wonderful piece…..

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 8:12 am

    Yes o. They are fighting and banning us here o

BOBBY · January 4, 2020 at 8:47 am

Lovely write up. It’s really a spiritual experience

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 9:34 am

    You are deep Bobby. Good comment βœ…

Ifeanyi Uwaegbu · January 4, 2020 at 3:36 pm

Daddy NO NO and NO, bike ke, , the time is far spend, let ride it while you enjoy the sight of it, Great write up.

    Ovyay · January 4, 2020 at 5:28 pm

    Hmmm, I dey hear you

Femare · January 11, 2020 at 1:25 pm

Madam made me laugh: “case dismissed ” women have power joh!😊

Nice poem sir.πŸ‘Œ

    Ovyay · January 11, 2020 at 3:02 pm

    Na so we see am oπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

    KG · January 11, 2020 at 6:46 pm

    Thanks Femare

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