Vera Sidhwa Poems
Ah green, I love my green.
It's the traffic light's nicest scene.
Green is a traffic dream.
You can always keep driving, driving, driving.
And you can keep going in life, whatever you're doing,
Your favorite project, your favorite dream.
And orange traffic light,
In my life, I've had to a slow down when I was skiing,
A slow down of whatever I was doing.
And oh red light.
I had to stop being in so much strife.
I had to stop my bad habits.
Youth Is In Full Bloom
Now it seems to me, after youth is in full bloom,
That I have found the right key, to the locked in secret of life's room.
When I started on the roadway, I saw passers-by looking at me
And I nevcer guessed their crooked way, till youth bloomed so fully.
On one side of that roadway, I saw my friend's faces full of envy,
All seemed to look at my successful day
With masks of pleasure and insider of jealousy.