Stuck in a traffic jam

With no driving lessons

Or a certified license

We have taken on the drivers seat

To cause all the havoc

It's the peak hour

When thoughts peek

From everywhere

Causing a huge jam

With no GPS to guide

When the train of thoughts

Have nowhere to go

We simply struggle not knowing

How to let go

With no traffic lights

There is no way to regulate

stop , wait or go

The traffic simply grows

Until the mind, it blows

The only way to manage the flow

Is to create empty spaces

By sheddding some

Food for thought

Mind the traffic

Or the traffic shall mind you!

I am a caged bird

Who has set my own bars

I can clearly see the skies

Yet, I can't set myself to fly

There's no lock to the cage

Yet, I am locked up in rage

I live in a world of my own

With so little that I have known

I should know that I am blind

Crippled by my own mind

The day I set myself free

Will be the day I start to be me

Silent spectators

They have stood by for centuries many

Watching life come and go

Just as a mist formed on a windshield

They have guarded the land from tsunamis many

Watching the fall as life springs

Just as a wave in the sea

They have seen countless blue moons

Waxing and waning

Just as a breath rise and fall

They have been draped by rainbows and striked by lightnings

Unmoving they stand

Just as a drop on a lily pad

They have buried the treasure under their beginings

Standing tall and vast

As trees....