Someone composed a song, and I happened to listen To that song at a moment in time chosen By fate such that my melancholic disposition that day Resonated perfectly with the timber of the song in every way The lyrics, the music, the haunting melodious voice Struck a chord deep, leaving my eyes moist Soul-stirringContinue reading “Value my Art”
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My expectations from me..
There are times when work overwhelming appears My patients are sick, and I constantly fear That in taking care of patients too many with complex conditions I would miss something crucial, fail to pay attention When my bandwidth is stretched in every direction My brain hardwired by training to strive for perfection Can function noContinue reading “My expectations from me..”
Let me bring the moon for you
You love your children, you don’t want to deny Anything they desire, you have the means, so why Should you not fulfill every demand of theirs They must know they are loved, their parents care For their well-being, for their happiness You want the moon and stars for them, no less You explain that theirContinue reading “Let me bring the moon for you”
Predictably depressed..
Premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD) is known to affect ~5% of women in the week or so prior to their period. It is characterized by severe irritability, depression or anxiety that improves 2-3 days after the period starts, and may need treatment in severe cases. This poem highlights how someone with PMDD might feel. I feelContinue reading “Predictably depressed..”
The Compliments you Give
The world may applaud you, the world may not You wonder if you are as good as you thought Yourself to be, though you have much confidence In your abilities, in your defense Doubt creeps up when no one around you Seems to acknowledge your value Your growing bubble blown on self-confidence so far Bursts,Continue reading “The Compliments you Give”
What can I wear to school?
I was following a relatively heated discussion on an online forum of highly educated mothers regarding dress codes at school. While I am personally not against some form of a dress code at school, the current rules are arbitrary and discriminatory towards girls. Here I have tried to give voice to a teenager who feelsContinue reading “What can I wear to school?”
I am in pain..
Unfortunately there exists a bias against women in the treatment of pain in the healthcare setting. It has been noted across the spectrum of both acute and chronic pain conditions that pain in women is often under-treated, and especially so in women of color. The reasons behind this are multifactorial including deep-seated beliefs that womenContinue reading “I am in pain..”
The Wandering Mind
Where is my mind, not in the here and now Why does it wander, why does it not allow Complete immersion in the task before me Why am I distracted so easily? Multitasking is what I think I do Honestly, that is simply not true In trying to attend to multiple things together I payContinue reading “The Wandering Mind”
Oh-my-cron!
The punishment seems to be never-ending The coronavirus is not breaking, just bending The biggest shape-shifter around The mutating virus takes the crown For creating upheaval to an extent not previously seen The world wars, cold war, plague, Spanish flu have been Overshadowed by the noise coronavirus had generated Humankind is smarter than before, butContinue reading “Oh-my-cron!”
Hidden Talent
Market yourself well, you have been told Spread the word, be assertive, be bold For what use is your talent if it remains hidden Tooting your own horn is not forbidden The one who succeeds in this world fiercely competitive Is the one with the loudest voice, being talented alone does not give You theContinue reading “Hidden Talent”
Writing..
Writing is meditative Writing is speculative The flow of words before me Is for my restless mind a remedy A way by which my roving thoughts To focus on a single idea are brought To examine, introspect and create I enter an exalted state Of complete concentration Through multiple iterations Goes the entire process AsContinue reading “Writing..”
Homecoming for my soul
I floated through life unmoored, my soul, Fragmented, broken, in a quest to be whole, Restless and weary, tried to traverse The length and breadth of the universe Looking for succor through experiences Variegated, trying to appease my senses My perturbed soul made me explore Unfamiliar music, food, languages and more Trying to find solaceContinue reading “Homecoming for my soul”
