Traffic Jam
Traffic jam in the ways of life
crowded noisy groan hazardous
Oh ! mind breathing suffers from suffocation
Busy all are hurry no time
reach the destination by hook or by crook
to get the works done run and run
To avail few minutes for few days
to keep happy all the ways
try again and again fun and fun
What is got that's the gain
from giving and taking game
if not not mine no worry and no pain.
Copyright © Bl Devnath | Year Posted 2011
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