Rune :
Rate my poem some inspiration taken from videos.
There’s a point at 7000RPM…
everything disappears.Just a body flying through the time and space .The car becomes weightless, everything goes silent.
Out on the small backroads,where only the wind is honest, the engine roars deep, like a promise.The asphalt speaks, the engine answers, through the quiet night.
As a child, when I heard cars on the small roads,I thought they were racing.Now, being here myself,I realize…they weren’t racing.
They were escaping the world.
Everything goes silent.Just me, my soul, and the car.I don’t think I just do.Far beyond my understanding, yet everything is done to perfection, Something far greater than human comprehension.
My heart pounds wildly, yet an inner calm rests within me, an indescribable feeling.
Every curve a kiss, every gear a moment of control. The air tears through my soul,
yet all stands still.
I fly and freedom lasts forever.
2025-10-06 00:26:44