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With Biker Boyz...

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Worn out jeans, sneakers and guitar
Look at my beats and not poise
Singing the latest number
I'm off with Biker Boyz...

Messed up hair, loads of missed calls
I live by the day, I have no choice
With Chinese words inked on my wrist
I hang out with Biker Boyz...

Stub out your cigarette, throw your attitude
Just sweat out with me, no hush-hush voice
Come with me baby, come rock-n-roll
Gonna take you along with Biker Boyz...

I'm never sorry, flaunt pride on my sleeves
Kick the worst, fill those voids
Puffing away my worries-n-woes
I ride high with Biker Boyz...

Worn out jeans, sneakers and guitar
Look at my beats and not poise
Singing the latest number
I'm off with Biker Boyz...
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  1. Anupama TripathiFebruary 3, 2014 at 11:38 AM

    I'm off with Biker Boyz...
    Right ...thats the order of today ...!!:))
    Lovely poem .

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 3, 2014 at 11:51 AM

    Love the tough attitude.

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  3. PallaviFebruary 3, 2014 at 7:24 PM

    Nice poem Saru. I love the attitude and the freedom to follow ur heart!

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  4. Pooja AbhayFebruary 3, 2014 at 11:14 PM

    This poem is so different from the others you write and yet so lovable like the others. :)

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  5. Red HandedFebruary 3, 2014 at 11:33 PM

    Ah....the life of a free spirit!!

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  6. Danny SimonFebruary 4, 2014 at 1:08 AM

    Carefree attitude can get you into trouble! Nice one!

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    1. Saru SinghalFebruary 6, 2014 at 6:10 AM

      Yeah, sometimes but such people hardly care...

      Thanks for reading Danny.

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  7. SoumyaFebruary 4, 2014 at 2:36 AM

    Ahhh this was so unlike you, yet so extremely beautiful!

    Nice to see this side of you :)

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    1. Saru SinghalFebruary 6, 2014 at 6:13 AM

      I think everyone perceives me as a boring person. Thank God, I posted this one to break the image. :)

      Glad you like it, Soumya :)

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  8. BloggerWloggerFebruary 4, 2014 at 4:35 AM

    This was quite an attitude, Saru! A wow poem! :)

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  9. Gayatri SoniFebruary 4, 2014 at 6:00 AM

    Loved the Yo! Style :)

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  10. Found In FolsomFebruary 4, 2014 at 10:54 AM

    Sounds like a song :)

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  11. Sri ValliFebruary 4, 2014 at 11:10 AM

    A different one from the ones you usually write! Lovely!

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  12. MenacheryFebruary 4, 2014 at 12:02 PM

    ooohhhh yeaa.. first of alll Congratualationnnsss!!!!! This poem like many have mentioned her is def unlyk u, but wat v know of u is only thru ur poems. I love the free bird u pptrayed.. n hell yea, im off with the Biker boyz.

    A lil weird but i was humming a tune, with your poem :P

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    1. Saru SinghalFebruary 6, 2014 at 6:32 AM

      Thanks and glad you are humming it. I wanna have that kinda effect on readers. :)

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  13. Parbind SinghFebruary 4, 2014 at 1:51 PM

    very sweat words saru, lovely

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  14. AbhraFebruary 4, 2014 at 6:42 PM

    He he - interesting treatment of the repetition, nice.

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  15. SeetaFebruary 4, 2014 at 11:05 PM

    Lovely!!! and I agree, I have a thing for them too ;-)

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  16. magiceyeFebruary 4, 2014 at 11:17 PM

    Loved it!

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  17. Neha SharmaFebruary 4, 2014 at 11:40 PM

    Nice :)

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  18. Krishna/കൃഷ്ണFebruary 4, 2014 at 11:48 PM

    nice poem...

    thanks

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  19. Prasanna RaoFebruary 5, 2014 at 12:21 AM

    Ah, life in the fast and furious lane, without a care in the world. Yeah, yeah I can dream too until my kid wakes up before her next feed ;)

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  20. UnknownFebruary 5, 2014 at 12:42 AM

    Nice poem :)

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  21. VeenaFebruary 5, 2014 at 1:26 AM

    Loved the tough attitude !!
    Fast and Furious :) :)

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  22. AnonymousFebruary 5, 2014 at 1:32 AM

    you could feel the adrenaline of the motor of the harley davidson pumping.. fiesty.. yo yo!

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  23. RachnaFebruary 5, 2014 at 1:32 AM

    Biker boyz hold an attraction for me as well. I used to dream of riding a bike with a helmet on clad in jeans and boots :). Sadly, the dream just never did come true!

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  24. Rahul BhatiaFebruary 5, 2014 at 1:46 AM

    Moving in the fast lane Saru:) Nice one!

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  25. A Homemaker's UtopiaFebruary 5, 2014 at 2:33 AM

    Wonderful verses :-)

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  26. UnknownFebruary 5, 2014 at 2:36 AM

    I could just picture the whole scene just by reading your words, well written :)

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  27. Anita SabatFebruary 5, 2014 at 3:56 AM

    Adventure beckons! :)

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  28. NamrotaFebruary 5, 2014 at 4:18 AM

    For some reason I read the poem like a rap song ... :D
    Yo Biker Boyz!

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  29. AnonymousFebruary 5, 2014 at 5:21 AM

    nice poem

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  30. NikhilFebruary 5, 2014 at 6:28 AM

    "Free as a bird" attitude. Naaaaaice! :)

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  31. Tomichan MatheikalFebruary 5, 2014 at 7:13 AM

    Lovely
    The passion for life is seen

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  32. ManiparnaFebruary 5, 2014 at 7:25 AM

    Nice poem Saru..I'm a fan of your poems and this one has a tad different style..loved it..:--)

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  33. ArtiFebruary 5, 2014 at 7:33 AM

    First time I am reading such a 'bindaas' kind of poem here! But it's lyrics, as always, leave an imprint and go so well with the theme. This couldn't have been written any differently, loved the care-free attitude.

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  34. AnonymousFebruary 5, 2014 at 8:09 AM

    super attitude!

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  35. UppalFebruary 5, 2014 at 9:08 AM

    Great attitude of the adventurous spirit.

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  36. Ankur AnandFebruary 6, 2014 at 3:47 AM

    poem full of attitude .. nice :)

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  37. UnknownFebruary 6, 2014 at 4:07 AM

    Nice Poem!! Like it :)

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  38. ekta khetanFebruary 6, 2014 at 7:33 AM

    I always wanted to ride a bike and be a biker girl...how about being a "biker-super woman" hahhaa...we need more superman mascots from India as well :)

    http://www.numerounity.com/2014/02/home-is-where-heart-is.html

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  39. Writefully YoursFebruary 6, 2014 at 9:09 AM

    Stylish poetry, I must say! It's a rare combo!

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  40. Saru SinghalFebruary 6, 2014 at 10:32 AM

    Let's 'Shake it like Shammi'....

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  41. UnknownFebruary 6, 2014 at 10:29 PM

    Nice one Saru. :)

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  42. Amrit SinhaFebruary 7, 2014 at 2:00 AM

    Wow what a song :D

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  43. Ritesh AgarwalFebruary 7, 2014 at 5:32 AM

    That is less like Saru and more like some pop star.... It's good to see that you are trying themes outside your usual comfort zone... it's always good to explore deeper as a writer..Chances are you will come up with unexpected pearls of wisdom

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    1. Saru SinghalFebruary 7, 2014 at 9:44 AM

      I expect exactly the same. Hope you liked it, Ritesh :)

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  44. Ritesh AgarwalFebruary 7, 2014 at 3:17 PM

    Yes I did :)

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  45. AnonymousFebruary 9, 2014 at 1:47 AM

    Aha. The rough and tough lady :) loved the style.

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  46. Abrachan PudusseryFebruary 10, 2014 at 1:04 AM

    Nice post

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  47. AnonymousFebruary 15, 2014 at 9:10 PM

    This sings like a song :)

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