Mamta Agarwal

Rookie - 0 Points (March 27,1951 / India)

A New Journey... - Poem by Mamta Agarwal

As the youngest spread
Wings in the literal sense
And waved both hands
After clearing the security check,

We both waved back and sighed
And evaded looking in the other’s eyes.
Then I quietly slipped my hand
In his arm, and pushed my brand

New bag on wheels towards
The domestic departure lounge.
To catch our flight to Goa, the land
Of magic, beaches and sand.

To get reacquainted all over once again,
And a new journey of new possibilities began.

Comments about A New Journey... by Mamta Agarwal

  • Abhimanyu Kumar.s (2/10/2012 8:53:00 AM)

    hmm interesting. keep growing. lots of love. abhimanyu kumar.s (Report) Reply

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  • (9/14/2008 7:38:00 AM)

    Life is a journey not a destination that's why every stage of life we should spend merrily not with tears. Good piece of work (Report) Reply

  • Palas Kumar Ray (9/13/2008 3:12:00 PM)

    Quiite often in life we say that all of us are 'alone'.We come and go 'alone'.
    But less often it happens that we dont say but we feel the saying.
    Life, is always a new journey.Young grows adult and fly away from their safety nest for the unknown destinations.Parent birds feel their duties are performed.
    Old place, old comfort and old companion gives us the peace.New journey to the eternity begins.
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  • (9/10/2008 9:37:00 PM)

    Very touching. Strength for your new journey, my friend.
    And many blessings.

    Kind regards,

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  • premji premji (9/8/2008 3:00:00 AM)

    A journey from loneliness
    Through loneliness
    To loneliness...
    This is the sublime reality...
    Dear Mamtaji
    Everything is periferal
    Except pain...
    You told it with wonderful lines
    Piecrcing heart and soul
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  • (9/6/2008 1:40:00 AM)

    Mamta, the opening lines on the first stanza embrace you to read on. A beautiful poem from a masterly pen. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend.
    Hugs David
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  • Ershad Mazumder (9/5/2008 10:22:00 PM)

    When the youngest spread wings of love
    and waved both hands.
    Why should we say in literal sense? After all you are painting a scene with pen.

    Very good expression dear mamta.
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  • (9/5/2008 3:23:00 AM)

    As the youngest spread Wings in the literal sense_love these lines.Nice poem.A full 10+ (Report) Reply

  • (9/4/2008 7:48:00 PM)

    Ah! ! ! Nothing like the empty nest feeling and the peace and quiet that goes with it untill they come home again.Enjoy it while you can.I think I had 23 minutes and 2 seconds before mine returned. Along with the empty nest syndrom we parents are subject to the boomerang effect.Nice poem brought back those memories. (Report) Reply

  • (9/4/2008 3:48:00 AM)

    its so sweet.... especially the opening lines n then gradually u ending it... sense of freedom once again.... lovely... (Report) Reply

  • Sathyanarayana M V S (9/3/2008 12:51:00 PM)

    This poem sounds so be may help me sometime.... (Report) Reply

  • (9/3/2008 6:02:00 AM)

    a whole new beginning captured perfectly in these fine stanzas (Report) Reply

  • (9/3/2008 4:57:00 AM)

    a journey to new beginning..well versed..great write...

    Ency Bearis
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  • Sadiqullah Khan (9/3/2008 1:32:00 AM)

    journey is among the few things i am deeply fascinated with, , , long travels, there is something spiritual in that, , , so well expressed here, , a sense of freedom 10 (Report) Reply

  • (9/2/2008 6:16:00 AM)

    This is nice poem............ (Report) Reply

  • (9/1/2008 3:46:00 AM)

    Life is a chain of new beginnings... (Report) Reply

  • (8/31/2008 10:44:00 AM)

    a sentimental see off...a good poem bringing out the feel in full measure...the 'brand new bag' - usage supportive to the new journey ahead...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 30, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 30, 2008

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