I look out of my window,

To witness the morning light,

I watch the cars come and go,

As the sky becomes less bright.


I remain seated and observe,

More vehicles join the street’s crowd.

they honk blatantly and swerve,

In an atmosphere intensely loud.


Neon signs and ad-boards,

fill the surrounding walls,

office-workers enter in hoards,

and shopaholics into malls.


Here people are always in a hurry,

there are always places to go,

But I have nothing to worry,

I’m simply a spectator from a window.


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