Fueled by madness,

The inevitable unpredictability

Crow-feet and beads of sweat adorn

Every passing minute.

Tempers run high,

Patience runs low

The over-crowded lanes

Cloaked by smog.

Incessant honking ,

Adding to the symphony.

The synchronized cacophony,

Drift of the myriad flavours

Time in control,

Wreaking havoc on Man

Embouteillage- A nightmare lived.


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