Travelling In Bus

Standing in the Bus.

With a perfect rush.

Along with variety of crush.

In a great rust.

In bus of rush.

A crop top is must.

Or you will be thrust.

In want of air.

You will rarely find some care.

Because in hurry it's rare.

You are literally person who dares.

You really have patience to bare.

After a while.

There is fight for a seat.

But at last you get a window seat.

You feel you are in heaven.