Terrific Traffic...

Within every nerve and all the clots,
am overloaded with just thoughts.
Clumsy topics accumulating my mind,
To which there's no escape,no hide.
Be it in the bed, or wandering on roof,
My mind doesn't leave me aloof.
Without any signal,without any horn
This traffic has no dusk,no morn.
When I wanna be at my best,
These hefty thoughts don't let me rest.
Pricking pain and Tickling brain,
Zillion of ideas, how to drain.
Awestruck, a thought struck, fearing brain sick,
Poor me with this Terrific Traffic..!!!