Traffic jam was the order of the day
Fillings all piled up,
leading
Somewhere but nowhere .
Taking eternity to move an inch .
We wait for these feelings to sprout ,
As soon as signs show
There is this disaster that swings by
Making him love a new
The Traffic jam was in inevitably going to take a while
Till true love finds its way
Boy Fidel Leon
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Mr.Poetic
PoetryThis piece poetry does the impossible It makes the loveless feel loved Dooms haters Zooms u back to reality Makes u smile Even if its for a sec It is worth the hustle
