People not traffic

The hustle and bustle of the city catches my eye

I ty to walk but the traffic is maddening

The footpaths are torn, roads are unclear

Everything is oblique and opaque

I sigh and continue to walk

This city, I think to myself, so poor, crowded and desperate

but yet so energetic and deceiving

But I reach my destination and forget the road

Stay in my destination for a while and when I return home, the madness starts again

It is a walker’s hell but a driver’s heaven

Let more cities be built for the people and not for traffic

This is the plight of the developing world.

New Romance – A poem

You look at me, I notice

We share a moment, you know this.

There is a romantic tension between us, you like it.

Finally it’s your chance to make a move and at someone like me!

Someone you’ve waited all your life, someone who fits your rules and regulations

Someone who’s good enough for you

Someone who’s beautiful, of course I’d say I’m beautiful

It’s not just me who says that I’m beautiful, you know I’m beautiful.

You want me

You try hard

I smile a lot at you, I lead you on, but I’m just playing.

It’s a game I like to play, so what?

You don’t know this. You think I’m genuinely interested.

Yes, but I like your  company, you like mine.

You make me smile.

Lets go have a drink

Lets go dance in a pub

Drink and Dance and get lost into the night!

That’s what I want. Some good fun.

That’s what we will do.

What are you waiting for? It’s night, isn’t it, let’s make it one to remember!

I say thank you.

I like being polite.

You like that too. I like your smile, and I kiss you lightly.

We say goodnight and go our own ways.

End of a goodnight!

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