The Traffic Jam Poem by Danish Azam

One day i stuck in a longest traffic jam,
I have no option to nudge or to slam,
Vehicles were blowing their horns as hell,
Drivers were uneasy feeling not well.

Some people were quite some people were cool,
A few were shouting like bloody fool,
Others were trying to understand,
As if they were newly-creature to this land.

My eyes were fixed on wrist watch that i wore,
It seemed that i was getting late for sure,
There were two options 'Sit down and be late',
Or ' Be right time and jump down through the gate.

Silently i gethered my self to alight,
I took my way that felt me then right,
At last people followed me in one and two,
Actually i did what those people should do.

Life is just like water let it dude flow,
It teaches us gradually and gradually to grow,
Sometimes may be smooth and sometimes may be slow,
It means you are alive when you bang to and fro.