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For biker scribe Eddie ‘Sorez’ Pliska, poetry is as much about capturing his passion for the moto lifestyle and the raw energy of two-wheeled travel in prose, as it is about documenting determination in the face of the often-harsh struggles of life. He has had his fair share of both.

Here is Sorez's exclusive May piece, titled Gone Within The Wind, an inward look at life's sorrows and the power of two-wheeled journeys to heal and revive the spirit, cutting through the winds of existence to find some clarity and solace.

Sorez, who has a new book of poetry out, graciously agreed to pen some inspiration for the NYC Motorcyclist community each month. You can read more about Sorez in a feature NYC Motorcyclist published in the spring of 2018.

A gravel road I traveled upon.
Riding solo, not asking for any help.
Not even from those who were close.
No one knew what I was going through.
Suspicions arose, ‘cause there were clues
But I felt those burdens were mine to bear.
Foolishly I kept them all to myself.
Thought it be easier to just ride on through.
Not dwell, on downtime and miles of sorrows.
Yet all I knew during my lifetime was loss.
I just needed something solid to hold onto.
It was all I could do to keep twisting throttle,
trying to keep hope alive in my heart.
Life’s breath given. Wind filling my lungs.
Boots on the forward controls
and two wheels upon the ground.
Cannot fix a heart that’s been pierced
But in time those wounds became scars.
And the highway a journey towards healing.
Within the wind’s embrace, in times of turmoil,
I have been snapped back into reality
Where every single moment would count
Out there in the wind, upon those open roads
Is where all them sorrows can be tossed and gone.