Traffic Jam Of Kuwait Poem by jerine james

Traffic Jam Of Kuwait



Looking out through the window,
I could see the entire world standstill and breathless,
Honking so frantically, earsplitting and profound incessantly
Waking the nation from their sleep

Mass of people intended for work,
Little tiny tots, stepping up for school,
Beep, beep goes the whistles,
Smoke mounting into the thin see-through air,
Throwing tantrums, and rolling eyes at each other,
But probabilities are a few.

Watching other’s nervousness, wondering
Who would be late to work?
And who wouldn’t care!
Being a everyday schedule
None would spare.

Who would take out rage and frustrations?
Or who would just stare!
Like the little army of ants, they do not move an inch,
Up and below the bridges,
Probabilities are a few.

Jammed forever should I say?
Trying to find a way,
No wings to fly to get us there,
Lost forever is all I can say.


(20th September 2007)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
S-machine S-machine 31 October 2008

hey nice to meet you are you from kuwait well im from kuwait and your right the traffic jam takes years to turn the on light green

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