! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Step Out Of Comfort Zone! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by Mamta Agarwal

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Step Out Of Comfort Zone! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Rating: 2.3


I lay,
He came
The mask slipped
Unabashedly cried.

He looked with soft hazel eyes,
Slipped his hand into mine.
Passed me a face tissue
And a tumbler of water.

And gently said
Come, get up
Need some fresh air
And a long drive over
The expressway.
Guess what,
Mustard fields
Await you for
Your yearly tour.

I smiled,
Powdered my nose
Pulled up my hose.
Son, missed you
Me too, me too…

He said in a husky voice,
Let’s not allow the melodrama
To ruin this instant in time.
Then added in an even tone
At times, it’s better to
Step out of the comfort zone
To break comatose state.

See, life ephemeral
Ah, role reversal,
I retorted,
Nodding, he put
The car in gear
Invited me to
Join in singing…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Meggie Gultiano 18 October 2009

This is a very touching scene you vividly painted..Lovely words..I will never forget this.

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Sandra Fowler 04 October 2009

A moment in time-warm, luminous and unforgettable. I am glad that your tears become laughter. You will remember that song you sang together. Lovely write, Mamta. Wishing you all things bright and beautiful, Sandra

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Vidi Writes 04 October 2009

Slipped masks - darwn attention A covet for the warmth of those hand - fulfilled Lucky... you are... dear poet, Or i should say.. you 'Deserve' it. I call it coming out of that inner zone Where one clings to placate But the real comfort is to Come out and hold that lending hands. Gracious the dipiction... One to offer and the other to greet.

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Rakesh Bedi 27 September 2009

A beautiful narrative, mamta; quite impressive and expressing the tenderness of relation and the concerned emotions....thanks for sharing.....

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