Poem29. A Traffic Block

A Traffic Block

I was driving with family one  day,
through the unfamiliar roads happily,
we reached a busy junction slowly,
where each one was waiting impatiently.

Waiting in a row behind a big red wagon,
suddenly had a notion, I was in the row wrong .
I felt I had to go the other way turn;
so took the turn through the way wrong.

The opposite signal turned green
all the vehicles started  to horn.
I was struck in a quandary,
without a way to go forward.

I was in the middle of traffic,and
was making a traffic block.
Vehicles from all sides ,
started coming towards me.

Then the fear struck,
everything went blank,
sounds seemed distant,
breathing difficult,
started sweating.

Thought that moment would not end
not knowing what to do,
how to get out of the mess,
people started making noises.

How I don't know, but somehow;
put the car to the side maximum;
made space to pass a vehicle slow,
slowly the vehicles went along.

The mistake was mine,
nobody to blame,
the moment passed;
and I was back atlast.

Written for the Poet United's prompt -'Fear' .
For other poet's entries on the same prompt click here.

Entered for Jingle's  poetry potluck.
Entered for Writer's Island -Prompt #29 for 2010: Quandary