Traffic Lights

Solitude In Silence

Did I ever love right?
No you never loved yourself right.

It’s too late for a revolution
So you can
Skin and gut yourself naked until
You can’t face yourself;
Especially in those seconds
Waiting at the traffic lights.

So what is it going to be?
Will you feel better if someone
Names a star after you;
Just to make sure
Of your mere existence in the cosmos?
No I don’t think you can buy a star
Or better yet, put a price on a
Constellation.

You might as well
Go through all the colours
Of life, death, gore and gust,
All of a sudden or planned-
At the traffic lights-
Love, right ?

~Maryum Khalid~

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Vincent Kennedy

“Turmoil”

2016

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