Please find below a 'letting off steam' poem...
morning blues
trundling along with the uneven pulse
of dated buses on moonscape roads;
half sleepy head nodding in counter pulses;
half wake eyes trying to gauge the gaps
left to reach the impending destination.
dreading the mass of
sleepy heads suppressing yawns;
stunned looks and bus-lagged eyes.
shunned dreams or dreams shunted
of lives engineered to perfection;
and a teacher trying to teach
accent and rhythm and intonation and stress.
stress accentuated.
finished...
