People Around Poem by Diplove gautam

Walking on these ways, i see people,
Roaming in these roads, i see hassle,
People, politicians they make me freeze,
Everywhere i am soaked by hot Breeze.

The ways are now complex with flaws,
I only find things, battle and brawls,
I wanna go up to that hill and stay,
Its so intense and painful with dismay.

Crowds are going to push you away,
Even in streets, corner and highway,
They have no excuses what to say.
This makes me suffer from blues and bays.