Out Of Outfit Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

OUT OF OUTFIT
Pravat Kumar Mandal

When everyone screams, I keep quiet
As I will not find right hearer
To judge me, my face and my byte,
I wait when they stop together.

But Time passes by his own pose
And becomes a good adviser.
I sit and take a rest and doze
Alas! No one stops together.

Suddenly a pin drop silence
Startles me and I'm awaken
And with myeyes I flash a glance
Everyone keeps their eyes open.

I try to catch on who they are
Some are weeping, others tacit
Some are praising and others slur
I feel I am out of their outfit.


19 / 10 / 2019