Author Archives: Docpoet

The voice of doubt speaks again, am I enough Do I really know all this stuff Did I just get lucky, or is it true That I’m actually competent enough to do Everything that I’m perceived as capable of doing Why are there in my mind doubts brewing About my capability- is it because IContinue reading “Am I an Imposter?”

I know it hurts when you put in effort supreme And yet you are unable to realize your dream The disappointment you feel when you work hard and yet No reward or acknowledgment of your trouble you get You know my child, your parents have gone through this too And while I wish things couldContinue reading “Lesson for my son”

Having spent years abroad, it was time for my return With my elderly mother, I had visualized a tearful reunion I entered my childhood home, my excitement barely contained How was I to know that my euphoria would soon wane… My mother shuffled to the door to greet me She looked up at me quiteContinue reading “The loss of memory…”

The virtues of orderliness have been Impressed upon me forever, therefore I lean Towards striving to tidy up spaces that I inhabit Try to follow Marie Kondo’s advice, but it does not sit Well with my disorderly tendencies innate My stuff rearranges itself in a more entropic state My desk, my room, my thoughts andContinue reading “Messy”

Growing up I had always heard “It’s not that simple”… simple seemed a word That denoted something too ordinary, too crass Complexity was somehow associated with class I was taught to use difficult words to appear erudite To display gravitas, not be perceived a neophyte Whether in art, literature, geometry or science The real meaningContinue reading “It’s that simple!”

To cross every T and dot every I Is my goal for each day, and I try My best to leave that pesky inbox Of my work tasks empty, that’s my detox For each day- so that when I leave My workplace, I am able to cleave My life into two separate domains- Work andContinue reading “Leave work… at work”

During the COVID-19 pandemic, most hospitals have been forced to adopt a no-visitation policy for patients to mitigate spread. Additionally, to reduce exposure to staff and to preserve PPE, many healthcare workers are also forced to reduce/limit time spent in patient rooms. Many COVID patients are struggling alone in their rooms. This poem is writtenContinue reading “Alone with COVID”

Not that the beginning of the year follows a pattern Even when we for new beginnings yearn But this year has started on notes so grim Statistics revealing hospitals full to the brim Human suffering raging at levels unprecedented In so many ways has COVID upended The fabric of normal lives worldwide– As we waitContinue reading “New Year Musings..”

I hear this on a routine basis in treating patients with chronic illnesses- “Doc, I have good days and bad days.” This post celebrates all those people bearing the burden of chronic illnesses who live each day choosing happiness and gratitude. I recall clearly the day the diagnosis was made That clear memory can neverContinue reading “Blessing in Disguise..”

Something just feels so right this week Rays of hope have brightened the landscape bleak After months of despair clouding the sky Silver linings are here, and I cannot lie That for the first time in many months now Fear seems to be fading- I can finally allow Hope to fill my heart as IContinue reading “The Shape of Hope”

Sometimes it takes a crisis to reveal What you have painfully suppressed, you no longer feel I had made loneliness my companion I did not care if I was shunned By neighbors, distant relatives, and such I had convinced myself that I did not need people much Of course I did not have a stellarContinue reading “Ray of Light”