Traffic Semaphore
Coded in red, yellow, green
Mounted on a pillar so high
Re-painting the urban scene
Directions, displays and drivers
Gentle lights shimmered,
enough to stop rushing mob
Equating the chances;
for everyone to throb
Speed -bumpers couldn't intervene
Mind was intra-vocal and dominant
Criss-crossing the passersby
Yet my speech was silent
Crimson halted the wheels
Afore the horizontal white bands
Marking the dusty towny limits
on those grey rough lanes
Swarm of naughty toddlers;
Siren of alarming ambulance;
Her hands wrapping his shoulders;
Spoilt lad's galloping ignorance
Rhythm was audible in that "noise"
That you murmured for me
Leaning on your chest in poise
I once felt all serenity
“Ochre” was gleaming now my side
Fingers turned the keys
Ignition was "on", set to drag
“ME”; hooked in your memories
Pits, Puddles; Potholes
Meters, Motors; Mirrors
Litter, Stones, Some gravel
Trees were sided to quiver
Masks, Scarves and few helmets
Gazing the digital figures
Hopes had reached before time
at places ; they wanted in eager
Somewhat startled and "inept"
Amongst the shades of self
I picked up the one "inert";
That survived without you
Aims; Smiles; Duties; Worries
Plans; Prayers; Promises; Patience
Chuckles; Sorrows; Regrets and Hurries
Queued up as if a cadence
Swerved from that "Traffic"
Chasing now the “Green”; unsure
I have signed the covenant,
bridging the puffed eyes and dreams
© Juhi Gupte
Tommy Carroll
Sat 22nd Aug 2015 12:05
ex-cellent point J...