Written in the B.E.S.T Bus

Sitting in the crowded bus,
Here i am perspiring with fuss.
Traffic here only adding to the mess,
I am trying my best to overcome the stress.

Suddenly a girl dressed in yellow catches my eye,
With looks so simple, don't feel like saying goodbye,
After a while she gets up and makes a move,
That's when i start wondering what she's up to.

Realize a bit later that she just got up to purchase the ticket,
Coz she returned few seconds later just to find a comfortable seat.
Sooner than later she got up once again and my joy was short-lived,
As this time i guessed it right, because it's her stop that had arrived.

There is seriously nothing going on in my mind,
Just thought of writing a crap poem that would rhyme,
My stop is just about to arrive and i am making a move,
So till the next time you visit my blog, hopefully my poems would improve.