Traffic signals are sports for our mind to loiter,
We look around to see
Vehicles, Pedestrians rushing off to work...
Place to make sure, Ah "I flow with the world"

The Immense morning freshness was strong,
Could smell the aura of shampoo and soap of many
Fresh on looks and mind
No one gave a care for anyone.

Wondered where these people headed to get lost
The beauty of the brand new day got lost with them
They came back to face a sultry evening
Waited for hours on the same traffic signals...

Can this be a brief about our modern day life's?