Traffic jams can be boring, so why not using the time looking at the wonders nearby the road. Maybe there is something invaluable that just haven’t been noticed yet.
Every day the same routine,
stop and go and go and stay.
Cars aligned like shining ray
Some are patient, some are mean.
An inert snake on the concrete
Slowly roaming fragmentary
Even in the greatest hurry
The waiting worm no rush can beat.
He is sitting in the car
Sleepy eyes gaze at the spot
On the window, he could not
Wash off in past weeks so far.
The stain almost looked alike
A celestial body, a drawn sun
When did it appear? Will it be gone?
His mind was moving with this seiche.
His thoughts are wildly flying
Around his bed waiting at home.
Instead, he has to tardily roam
In the traffic, slow and tiring.
Focussed on the dirty star
His sight found another pair
Of eyes that directly at him stare
From the lady in the neighbouring car.
Although she was also trapped
In the traffic’s hardened tar
Something was peculiar
As she did what wasn’t apt.
She smiled at him in a fair way
And his heart started rushing
He even felt his cheeks are blushing
His boredom was blown away.
He replied with his best smile
And the lady began to laugh
So did he on joy’s behalf
Wordless pairing for a while.
In the end, traffic was away
From shared time they must resign
The lady but hold up a sign,
Stating “Have a nice day”.
The following years went so fast.
First a coffee, a date and then a kiss
Face together storm and bliss.
She said “Yes” when she was asked.
With his wife so sweet and seraphic
He always smiles in any relation
Even in the most boring situation
Like now where he is in a heavy traffic.
One thought on “A Traffic Poem”
Oh my God!!! So much talent!!! It’s such a cute story. I love it
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