How do I go about trying to find Therapy for my neurotic mind There is no therapist who would spare Hours listening to me as I share My innumerable problems, imagined and real Someone with an hour long slot would not be ideal.. * So I research solitary ways to get therapy Art therapy, bibliotherapy,Continue reading ““Flow” as therapy”
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Think Without a Box
Unfortunately we were taught To learn by rote, independent thought Was discouraged back then Therefore perceptive, curious children Never had a chance to question the status quo It was important to conform and go with the flow * These days we encourage innovation We try to provide children motivation To think outside the box, colorContinue reading “Think Without a Box”
Ordinary..or extraordinary?
I was ordinary, with no skill to claim No field in which I could excel, or make a name I went about daily life in a fashion predictable Without any sense of adventure detectable I checked off all boxes for a suburban life, I guess You’d think I had the usual trappings of success.. *Continue reading “Ordinary..or extraordinary?”
I broke my principles…
I did not know what was at stake I did not know how much would break When I bent my principles, thinking it would be The first and the last time for me It was an exceptional circumstances, I explained away The rationale to myself that particular day… I did not realize that sinister theContinue reading “I broke my principles…”
No more words…
Words, spoken, whispered, written, everywhere You listen, you read, language does not care Whether your soul can process it all The words, like a thunderous waterfall… Fall on the deaf ears of your troubled soul Silence, not noise, shall make it whole Stop the flow of words, be silent and witness Your luminous soul comeContinue reading “No more words…”
Whose voice, whose story?
“Until the lion learns how to write, every story will glorify the hunter.” – African Proverb I speak for the silent, or the silenced I represent them with a desire intense I speak on behalf of those who have been Made to stay in the shadows, unseen To work behind the scenes, toil without aContinue reading “Whose voice, whose story?”
Political, Personal, Professional
You are a doctor and you should be Of being apolitical, an epitome Politics is divisive but you have to be Impartial in your treatment obviously… * This is what I had always heard That is why I had always preferred To pay minimal attention to polarized news I did not want to develop biasedContinue reading “Political, Personal, Professional”
Trying to be Mindful
I know what mindfulness is, in theory I must experience every moment in all its glory So I would love to savor my morning cup of coffee Inhale the aroma, feel warmth coursing through me As I sip on my hot beverage at a luxurious pace How I would love to do that, but realityContinue reading “Trying to be Mindful”
The wandering soul..
Where do you wish to go, weary soul? Where is the fabled river that would make you whole? Where are you looking for succor, for solace? Where in the universe is that mythical place? * Are you following a mirage, or are you Creating an evanescent path through Lands that may or may not existContinue reading “The wandering soul..”
Sweat the Small Stuff…
I am reminded, time and again The little things are the ones that cause pain In medicine- and in life, things that seem inconsequential End up having effects monumental Those annoying issues that seem to be Distracting you from the important stuff merely Promptly get forgotten only to rear their ugly heads In a crisis,Continue reading “Sweat the Small Stuff…”
Escape..
I look all around me for a doorway, an exit To escape the walls that my expression constrict My anger has me trapped in a maze Dissatisfaction clouds my vision in a haze I need to escape my tunneled emotions I want to just breathe, free from the commotion, That noise within my restless soulContinue reading “Escape..”
I told you so…
At the risk of sounding obnoxious Let me blow my bugle in a way pompous… In a life that rarely does any plan follow The ability to say “I told you so” Gives me a smug satisfaction, I confess I want to celebrate my brief success Each time my prediction comes true I stand straighter,Continue reading “I told you so…”
