Author Archives: Docpoet

I started an artistic endeavor merely To scratch an itch of creativity I had no definite plans to share What was actually my heart laid bare With anyone- yet I got roped in To participate in a talent show kind of thing The unexpected appreciation it received Catapulted me into a different sphere indeed FortunateContinue reading “The Artist’s Voice”

I had this perception of identity That it was a finite, solid entity- With a quality tangible, definite Something that would in a neat box fit.. ** So growing up I never thought Finding my identity would be fraught With ambiguity, uncertainty, confusion Was the firmness of identity but an illusion? ** I struggled withContinue reading “Who am I?”

(This poem has references to the stories of Sita from the Indian epic Ramayana, Draupadi from the Indian epic Mahabharata and Rani Padmini, who was a Queen in the modern state of Rajasthan in the 13th century. Most Indians have some familiarity with their stories.)   Sita   I was a goddess supposedly That wasContinue reading “I am an Indian woman.. of”

This post deals with depression in physicians (and no, it has nothing to do with me). An estimated 300 physicians die by suicide in the U.S. per year. Physicians who took their lives were less likely to be receiving mental health treatment compared with non- physicians who took their lives even though depression was found toContinue reading “Physician, heal thyself”

This piece reflects the dilemma of all the immigrants who have a hyphenated tag to their identity- reflecting their ethnicity and the country they (or their ancestors) immigrated to- eg. Indian-American Have a unique identity, I am told Be your true self, be authentic, be bold But what am I supposed to do When myContinue reading “Hyphenated Identity”

When we talk of patriarchy it’s almost implied It has only affected women worldwide The really short end of the stick they’ve received While men do as they please, so is perceived Now let me frame this in a different way It might be controversial, what I have to say I think men are victims,Continue reading “The Equality Manifesto in a Patriarchal Society”

After driving through the rush hour traffic, I am proud I have managed to make it tonight, to be part of this crowd Until I look around and see that all around me Are mothers well-dressed in all their finery I touch my messy bun from which strands of my hair Have escaped haphazardly, revealingContinue reading “Judging”

Let me ask you this question, please do not mind How would you feel if you were defined By what you lack, not what you possess I suspect that might cause you some distress You may have your struggles but you can do so much So many lives you can positively touch Besides, a blowContinue reading “Define me”

The Amazon is burning, the story is great For headlines sensational, the actual state Of the rainforest concerns but few So many forest fires these days- what is new?   The Amazon is burning- at the hands Of human greed, those forested lands Being useless for business, needed to be cleared And fires are commonContinue reading “The Amazon is burning”

Traps are not easy to identify…. Once I earned enough money to buy A house, shiny car, some quality stuff I thought that would be enough That counted as success, and being perceived As successful in life was important, I believed It felt good to be able to afford things nice Satisfaction seemed to haveContinue reading “Trapped by stuff”

How do we, again and again Defy logic, simple and plain How do our brains, self-aggrandized Something so straightforward not realize- That the archaic second amendment Should not over human lives be precedent There is freedom to own any type of gun But living freely under the sun Is no longer a freedom we canContinue reading “Outrage”

Twenty-four hours I have in a day Surely they are plenty for work and play I need to work ten hours, anything less Might make me appear lazy, I confess But what is the point of working all day If work is not followed by evident display Of activities of leisure, that showcase My disposableContinue reading “Overscheduled”