Stranded Alone Poem by Nidhi Agrawal
Stranded Alone
I was stranded in the lift alone
And surprisingly,
it felt like home.
Hanging in midair
Neither here nor there
Lost in transit
It felt like magic.
I breathed a sigh of relief
Enjoyed my moment of peace.
A break from engaging with the world
A break from people and words.
From faces and expressions
From discussion and explanations.
But then the lift started again
I braced myself for reality again
Praying to be stranded soon again.
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5/21/2024 8:08:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a surprising paradox! One of my fears is to be stuck in a lift. It happened to my son a few days ago. I hope I can handle it calmly like you, and wish for it again! Great poem!
Thanks Laurie. I always feel very peaceful when alone in a lift even if it's for a little while, and anxious when it's crowded. I hope you can understand.