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!