Signal Poem by Genc Kastrati

There can be a signal that says it is over
Everything between us, maybe ready,
Time travels, is inclusive visitor of events,
And things remain hostage again to me and you,
Wanting to wash the trust, for anything that can happen.

It is possible that if we decide to let things
To go as they want, without measuring,
In the reckless gap that we can face, then
Accusing each other for negligence, and
The backdrops of suspicions will occupy the minds.

To be meaningful, clear, and for you,
You have to know that the signals are red lights,
Brightly lit, awakening alarms for souls,
To tie the rope narrowly between the hearts,
As long as a connection begins to get loose,
And the rope looking to rupture.