The traffic

Can you stab
Once more
I waited
Yet surrounded
Driving in standstill
Red light, green light
No, yellow is not a color I like.


An awaited walk

She proclaimed
One day I’m going to walk down the aisle to him
He just doesn’t know it yet

He exclaimed
One day I’m going to stand waiting for her
She just isn’t ready yet

So years went by
A falling for others
A wait for another
A walk in faulty direction
Until one day
Simple words
I do.