Vera Sidhwa


Vera Sidhwa Poems

1. Tropical City 9/15/2011
2. Yesterday The Ocean Was Blue 9/15/2011
3. Pink And Yellow Flowers 9/18/2011
4. Your Halo Far Away 10/16/2011
5. Youth Is In Full Bloom 10/16/2011
6. As I Saw The Orient 10/16/2011
7. Song To Thee 10/29/2011
8. Colorado Rocks 10/30/2011
9. Philosphy Of Zen 10/30/2011
10. Something Hidden 10/30/2011
11. Halloween Song 10/31/2011
12. I See It Is 10/31/2011
13. All The World Was Glass 10/31/2011
14. Love 10/31/2011
15. Hello 11/4/2011
16. Morning 11/4/2011
17. Carmegeddon - Highways Of The Earth 11/5/2011
18. Life Be Not Proud 11/5/2011
19. Far Away 11/5/2011
20. Stand-Still Picture 11/5/2011
21. Mirror, Who Am I 11/11/2011
22. Johnny Walker 11/11/2011
23. Black Heaven 11/11/2011
24. Discovery 11/11/2011
25. Don'T Ask You? 11/11/2011
26. Thinking Of Evel Knevel 11/11/2011
27. Hoggy The Cop 11/11/2011
28. Just Not Right 11/11/2011
29. Beauracracy 11/13/2011
30. Quicker 11/13/2011
31. Silver Reflectors 11/4/2011
32. Law Of Nature 11/4/2011
33. Train That Went Around The World 11/4/2011
34. Red 10/29/2011
35. Writing Manic 11/13/2011
36. Cover Song 11/13/2011
37. Dance Of The Romance 12/12/2011
38. Large Bowl Of Fruits 12/12/2011
39. Me Thinketh Thou Doth Talk Too Much 12/22/2011
40. Is It Really So 12/22/2011
Best Poem of Vera Sidhwa

Traffic Light

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.

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Pink And Yellow Flowers

Pink and yellow flowers spoke of my life's glory days.
Yellow and pink edged the garden which
Filled my eyes with colors.
The sinking sun though, that sun whose late evening hue,

Bothered my soul and as it sank, so did I.
The aches of my recent past, the slide show that went fast,
Witnessed that happiness could not last.

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