Beyond dead end

Driving through the outskirt of creed,

granted me a voluble license.

With drunkard headlights,

my pavement seemed to stumble.

 

Beneath the green signal, avenue sees-

a refined riot breaking out,

a riot of birthday suit.

 

Pushing me to the amber signal,

is nothing but a cordial conspiracy.

 

Wide eyed traffic rules didn’t speak.

The horns didn’t speak either.

 

All the blinks of renaissance were confident.

While the engines corrupted themselves.

 

Being a stone deaf,

I still was hearing the laugh of it,

The laugh of signal turning into red.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your writing is very much "on the edge" with originality & a startling quality of unexpectedness. Your message makes a reader think . . . two or three times. I love an extended metaphor & your "stoplight" metaphor is done with a mysterious flare . . . red/green/amber . . . nice symbols for the various ways we might move ahead in life or love (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[moog-drika]

This is such a pleasure to have your interpretative thoughts on the writeup through this review. It made me view the whole scenery in a different angle. Thank you so much and lots of love.
*Hugs*
Mugdha.

[T.S. Ulmus]

It is rare that a poem speaks to me quite personally, and I have lived this one many times. Jack Kerouac would be proud. You did an amazing job of capturing a night or a thousand nights. It is no small compliment to utter the name Kerouac in response to a poem.

[moog-drika]

That's actually the biggest compliment I received. Although not enough but I have heard and learnt about Jack Kerouac in one of the courses and he is indeed an inspiration.
Thank you so much for the praise as well as for sharing your thoughts. It really means a lot.

[Ballpark Frank]

You have a unique and pleasant style! Very nice.

[moog-drika]

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts. :'D

[duff]

That last line is devilish. Maybe it's my sinister side but I can hear an entity cackling at the site of a car wreck. No lights. No sounds and pow!

"While the engines corrupted themselves" I like that line.

[moog-drika]

Yes, I can hear the same through your thought. Thank you so much for the compliment.

[Jibey]

Images of confusion and chaos are held together by the traffic light sequence which calls a halt. Much like a journey through life's uncertainties and the confusion in many minds trying to make sense of the kaleidoscope of ideas and beliefs and experiences. The images are striking and provocative - 'drunkard headlights', 'riot of a birthday suit', 'wide-eyes traffic rules', 'blinks of renaissance' etc.
The writing demands attention and jostles to its last full-stop.

[moog-drika]

Your interpretation gave me a complete different ride, much different from the one I had when I was penning it down. (albeit I forgot what got me write the piece haha)
But thanks so much for giving it a meaning. Thanks so much for taking a tour to its imagery. Thanks so much for this review.

[Paul Bell]

This feels like a drive through the mad zone, where all the residents are allowed out at peak times.
Luckily they all stop for green lights allowing you to escape through red.

[moog-drika]

That is such an interpretative review. I guess I'm also viewing it this way after your observation. Thanks so much for this. :D

[Amada]

Imagination on the throne.
One of the Best writings of yours.

[moog-drika]

Thanks a bunch for making my day. :'D Night actually. :3

[Amada]

I think mid night, at least for me 😂

[moog-drika]

same here 😂 :3

[Abhishek Izy]

This is something so powerfully imagined that I wish I could grasp it better. My inadequacies shows up when I read few poets, known ones and the unknown ones.

Having said that I am bowled by the design of it, despise my inadequacies to under its core. You are someone who have not just perfected your thoughts but also your words.

[moog-drika]

I think you can bring out different meaning from the write up because I never write anything on one theme or situation. There is nothing to have any negative feeling about your inadequacies. Everyone has their own powerful visions. You just need to take a tour and enjoy it.
Thanks a lot by the way for the praise. It really gives me motivation.:D

[CA Anurag Sharma]

A dark comedy i should say :) . A beautifully written poem.

[moog-drika]

Thank you so much :D

[wordman]

the light turns red as the orchestra plays on

[moog-drika]

I start my engine of thinking as the light turns red :3