Dreams in the air
On the streets day and night
The people walk eyes surveying
Who are the easy preys to get?
The traffic lights
Colours change
The pedestrians walk through
Look into the way they walk
Slow or hurry to get appointments
Life to satisfy; life to achieve
The comedy of one's own destination
The drivers of cars
Cool air circulating
Eyes serious mind somewhere else
Fingers tapping on the steering wheels
Ever ready to speed on the streets
The fast lanes the tricks on pockets
And the prizes of women needs
The smell in the dreams
Of men and women; wealth and power games
Parading discreetly camouflaging in clothes and skins
Outside looking civilized; the minds raging to get release
The drum beats of society
Of laws and rules in the games
Bending backwards and backdoors intrigues
These are the dreams reality can be had
With money and some teasing
As the traffic light turning green
Rushing quickly to reach destinations
The span of wings spreading far out
The choices to each to find
Of life needs and delicacies
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