Tranquilizer

Buses whizzing, cars honking

Can’t be more cacophonic, this is Bombay

People speeding, white blur

No emotions, stories fall on deaf ears

At the centre is the calm - the eye of the storm

Me singing praises for the hearts that did come along

Tranquil moments of the day with my cuppa tea

A rose in the middle of thorns

That’s what you got to be