This evening

[priyaljain]

 This evening

 

Look around, what do you see?

Red and yellow lights flickering.

What do you hear?

Sound of the unmelodious horns blowing.

Am I lost? No I am not.

Just stuck amidst the smoke,

With no hopes to escape.

Time just flies by,

And, Ah! I sit in this car

Waiting for the lights to go green

Waiting to escape theses roads,

 And reach to a place calm and composed.

To a place where I belong.

A place where my heart belongs.