My talents to the world I want to showcase But I cannot bring myself to fully embrace My own strengths, I am afflicted By imposter syndrome, I stay conflicted Between the desire to show everyone my capabilities And staying behind the scenes, trapped in my insecurities.. When I do start talking about my achievements IContinue reading “Talent on Display”
Author Archives: Docpoet
Compete No More
Most of my life has revolved around competition in some form Being competitive I have assumed to be a societal norm Competing at every stage of life I have arrived At this stage in my career, to continue to thrive Do I still need to compete with those around me Or can I sit backContinue reading “Compete No More”
Safety Net
In an individualistic society we forget That all of us need safety nets.. * Life is in the best of times, unpredictable You may be one step away from being unable To work, have medical coverage, or enough to eat Though today you can do more than just make ends meet There is a precariousContinue reading “Safety Net”
Last Day at Work
How would my last day at work be? I hope it would be the culmination of a career satisfactory Of one of the most storied chapters of my life, it would signal the end I hope the day does not come sooner than I intend.. * I hope my professional life is not derailed ByContinue reading “Last Day at Work”
The Clutter of Unfinished Stories
All the unused objects cluttering my space Are unfinished stories that I’m afraid to face Unrealized potential, abandoned possibilities A life that could have been, the “what-ifs” that never cease The camera for the photographs that could have been clicked The flamboyant dress that could have been for an award ceremony picked The books thatContinue reading “The Clutter of Unfinished Stories”
I am not Available
This is a dilemma as a physician I face Should I be accessible irrespective of time and place? * Each time someone has a non-urgent question and I am not on call Should they have access to my opinion at all? Should the precious moments with my family be repeatedly sacrificed? Is that, for beingContinue reading “I am not Available”
A Mother’s Worry
Each time dissatisfaction with my child I express I get extremely worried, I confess Were the words I uttered in an annoyed state More damaging than I could estimate Was I scarring my child for life, was I lowering his self-esteem Was I alienating him from myself, overbearing to him did I seem? * IContinue reading “A Mother’s Worry”
Disappear for a Month?
I saw an advertisement that proclaimed “Disappear for a month and your life reclaim” It was supposed to be for burnout a plan of action When I saw it, my very first reaction Was that the universe was calling out to me For impending burnout that was what I needed exactly To retreat from dailyContinue reading “Disappear for a Month?”
Entitled
Entitlement as a negative trait is viewed But people with a sense of entitlement exude Quiet confidence that tends to open doors Without the need to ask for more They appear comfortable in their skin And that allows them to score more wins * Conversely people who do not possess A sense of entitlement viewContinue reading “Entitled”
Poetry by a bot, absolutely not!
Perhaps AI can craft a poem better than a person Because it can rehash thousands of poems to create a version That is perfect in rhyme, meter, syntax and form That to every rule of writing poetry can conform But when a human poet writes a poem he involves in the process His thoughts andContinue reading “Poetry by a bot, absolutely not!”
In Sync with Hormones
What would a life synchronized with my hormones look like? If I could harness the estrogen spike Push myself further, try to achieve more At the peak of my energy, some wins score Go out in the world with confidence Engage in physical activity intense Then start slowing down, to focus on self-care In theContinue reading “In Sync with Hormones”
Her face lit up..
She made my day when I walked in to her room Her face lit up, the veil of gloom That hung over her face seemed to lift Her beatific smile I accepted as my gift * Under the treatment prescribed by me She was improving, albeit slowly To a hospital bed for weeks she hadContinue reading “Her face lit up..”
