Green Signal Poem by sekharan pookkat
Green Signal
Shadow behind the door
Moved towards the fogged window
Leaving image of royal robe
Tug slowly in rusted chains.
It was she behind the door
Who had bruise on her breast
Kept with so care
Not to heal at all
But to squeeze in love
The symbol kept untouched
And dreamed of a kiss
Of long cherished lover.
Moon waits for a signal
A green signal from track
Always searching to fulfill
Real signs of care
Hundreds, Thousands, Lakhs and Millions
May cross the way
Leaving one foot mark of you
Which can be recognised by one
Guess who can hear the footsteps
Coming nearer and nearer
Even in the crowd of millions
And feel the fragrance of love
Coddle together
With affection and tolerance
Love come in real life
Silently and slowly.
Ahhh....a dedication for Mirna! it really a soft and beautiful poem, and it suit to her as well..nice work! ! ! _Soul
oh! how lovely she is my favorite poet too......beautiful dedication sir shows your real affection
I thought i was too complex and inadequate. I still think, but your poem gave me the password to a better understanding of myself. I read, reread and i'll do it millions of times. Until, finally, I'll meet me entirely. Thanks Wise Poet.
the first two stanzas are very dramatic and the followings are written using the breeze as the ink and hit the key board with the fluttering of the wings..Nice..Sekharan..
Beautiful poem. Very true love comes silently and slowly...loved reading it.
a lovely dedication to poetheart. Moon waits for a signal a green signal from track always searching to fulfill real signs of care. nice write
A complex and beautiful dedication to poetheart with great lines!
A beautiful dedication! Coddle together With affection and tolerance Love come in real life Silently and slowly. Love the last stanza! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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love come in real life silently and slowly. true. I invite you to read my poems and comment.