Author Archives: Docpoet

In trying to analyze stress in my life I happened to find That a bell-shaped curve represents the effect of stress on the mind Between eustress (good) and distress (bad) you can see The optimal level of stress for a life of productivity I realized this to be true, at least for me If thereContinue reading “The bell curve of stress”

This poem is an attempt to give voice to millions grieving this year- where tragedy had struck as a result of the pandemic and other disasters. Lost in the meandering labyrinth of grief Trying hard not to lose faith, to restore belief In life, in luck, in hope that something would be Back to aContinue reading “Life after grief”

( it is solved by walking) I feel tense, a conundrum I face I am stuck between a rock and a hard place I sit in silence, rack my brain for ideas new The stillness is soporific, all I seem to do Is to fight drowsiness, my thoughts are unclear I would never get outContinue reading “Solvitur Ambulando”

So you want to be raised a princess? To be the cynosure of all eyes, no less To be the one that envy inspires To be the one little girls aspire To be- because that is what they are fed Why don’t you aspire to be a real woman instead? * A princess needs helpContinue reading “I am not a princess..”

Where are my frozen dreams, locked away In the frigid recesses behind my eyes they stay Dormant, immobile, in perpetual hibernation Waiting for the much desired stimulation To spring up alive and get me galvanized Into action, such that my dreams materialize Into achievements concrete, that potential contain To make positive changes in the world,Continue reading “Frozen Dreams”

In trying to keep work and home in order In crossing t’s and dotting i’s, I did not bother To see how my child felt, until one day I realized he was upset, and to my dismay Distant he seemed, not willing to talk to me I would either interrupt him or be interrupted repeatedly-Continue reading “Let me tell you Mom..”

Frazzled is the word that most accurately Defines me at home most days, unfortunately All the focus that into my work I channel Once I reach home, simply starts to unravel Demands of housework, never-ending series of chores My child asking for help with school projects and more Dinner and clean-up, bedtime stories all vieContinue reading “Frazzled”

Google did its annual trend reveal In 2021 people searched for “how to heal” More than anything else because The pandemic ravaged without a pause Discouraged, exhausted, hopeless often Sometimes in body, sometimes in spirit broken We grasped on to wispy straws of hope We looked for rays of positivity to help us cope InContinue reading “Search “How to Heal””

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”

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..”

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”

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..”