Beyond dead end

Beyond dead end

A Poem by moog-drika

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.

© 2019 moog-drika


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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

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

moog-drika

1 Year Ago

This is such a pleasure to have your interpretative thoughts on the writeup through this review. It .. read more



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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.

Posted 1 Week Ago


moog-drika

1 Week Ago

That's actually the biggest compliment I received. Although not enough but I have heard and learnt a.. read more
You have a unique and pleasant style! Very nice.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


moog-drika

2 Weeks Ago

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

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


moog-drika

3 Weeks Ago

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

Posted 11 Months Ago


moog-drika

10 Months Ago

Your interpretation gave me a complete different ride, much different from the one I had when I was .. read more
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.



Posted 1 Year Ago


moog-drika

1 Year Ago

That is such an interpretative review. I guess I'm also viewing it this way after your observation. .. read more
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

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

moog-drika

1 Year Ago

This is such a pleasure to have your interpretative thoughts on the writeup through this review. It .. read more
Imagination on the throne.
One of the Best writings of yours.

Posted 1 Year Ago


moog-drika

1 Year Ago

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

1 Year Ago

I think mid night, at least for me 😂
moog-drika

1 Year Ago

same here 😂 :3
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.

Posted 1 Year Ago


moog-drika

1 Year Ago

I think you can bring out different meaning from the write up because I never write anything on one .. read more
A dark comedy i should say :) . A beautifully written poem.

Posted 1 Year Ago


moog-drika

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much :D
the light turns red as the orchestra plays on

Posted 1 Year Ago


moog-drika

1 Year Ago

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

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