Traffic signal at the crossroads - the poem
Cross road crossings and mind rolls
For the faces full of questions
And may be some fun too
Then the small boy
Selling flowers…smile to fill the worlds.
The sky pees through the concrete stories
The manholes get full with miseries
For the City gets a face lift
But the beggar is happy
Temples are crowded crown for hypocrites.
A handful of trees to green and save nature
Sometime the man-eater turns wiser
For a change to facade intention
The day is tired chimney
The sun tan is rising without head cover.
The busybodies all around to move all time
The ‘progress’ smoke is fattening rhyme
Social awareness topic for hype
The old chap is enjoying
Homeless issue to get today’s headline strike.
Pollution control to nature a melody partial
The river flows by to water scarcity
Consents for edifice grow ad hoc
The madman happily laughs
He gets the haven in the common essential.
Questions surround the foggy crux
For the brilliancy runs money hoax,
The brains follow none but rich flux
Roads wavy shadow for growth flocks.
The red light got hyper with traffic hustle,
Bumpers of cars kisses for temper bustle.
The crossroads crossing for destination NOWHERE….
We are heading a place called NOW HERE.
As we are living through the crossroads
And a journey…..Called Life.
Cheers and nice meeting you ……ALL
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Thanks for stopping by and having a glimpse here
My pleasure to have the red light on for awhile….!!!!!!