Satan was waiting
Gleefully on the rails
At the end of the tunnel face
Unaware the driver stopped the train
Abruptly pulled the brakes
For want of Master’s
Signal green…
yes..... but sometimes decisions are to be made by ourselves.... deep poem. loved it. thank you.
keshavji, at the end of every tunnel, there is light...... the green light of nature... let her win... you do that through this poem...............
Fortunately, there was no accident, I suppose at the end of the tunnel.
I enjoy thought prevocing poems... good write Kesav Regards Alf
beware - beware - beware - that's what this verses means.....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nirdai lakh chahe to kya hota hai, hota wohi hai jo manjure khuda hota hai. now Kesav, i dont know whether i quote correctly, but that's what i infer from your poem- metaphorical, wonderful vivid imagery to drive your point home. 10 Mamta