Alone, I was driving down the traffic lane,
My car got struck in the traffic,
And also, my mind got struck in the traffic of worries,
I saw, I met with an accident,
on the way to hospital.....
The yelling sounds of horns woke me up..
I found, the traffic got struck because of me..
I pinched myself,
Oh! I am alive, so happy I was...
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© 2014.
Geetha Jayakumar.
The traffic of worriness hits the mind with forgetfulness and hence it is difficult to create poems. I appreciate your way of presentation and pemnanship.
The traffic of worries A concern this can be if there are too many things filling the mind. Here, I witness so many speeding, aggressive women drivers with children in the car.
yes it is right what you say here. but if we always remain in present it shall not be able to creat poem. i appreciate your thought and write. Regards.10++++
I am alive, so happy I was. good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'my mind got struck in the traffic of worries' - it so often happens with us all! A short but beautiful poem, depicting a particular moment of the poet's mind.