Author Archives: Docpoet

I left and wondered if I should have stayed For years to come, had I the right choice made At this stage of my life, where would I be If wanderlust had not bitten me.. * If I had stayed, there would have been greater stability But I would not have had the ability ToContinue reading “If I had Stayed”

If you’re under the impression that you have an image to maintain I would encourage you to think again You’ve strived hard to project yourself a certain way You’ve imbibed certain quirks in how you dress and what you say Your carefully cultivated image has been designed- With the goal of achieving success in yourContinue reading “No Image to Maintain”

I have a relationship of love and hate With running-I often procrastinate Before I start my run- my achy joints protest But eventually I get lured by the prospect Of feeling accomplished when a mile I’ve run That feeling is addictive, even though running is not fun * In true confession, I can only manageContinue reading “Just run”

When life overwhelming appears When you feel paralyzed by fear When past trauma continues to haunt you There is one thing that you can do- Try to explore your creative side Open the door of imagination wide Find a form of artistic expression that resonates With you, give yourself permission to create * Take yourContinue reading “Create”

You want to make the best possible choices for optimal health You think knowledge is power, so you accumulate a wealth Of information regarding biometrics unique to you You wear devices that track everything you do And the effects your activities have on your vital signs To track your heart rate, activity level and sleepContinue reading “Tracking Your Health”

My writing skills were first put to test In writing patient histories, I did my best To write detailed notes, I was often verbose Being comprehensive over brevity I chose * As I blossomed in my medical career I began to devote More time to writing research articles, I wrote With emphasis on accuracy andContinue reading “Evolution of My Writing”

The longer I work in medicine the more I realize The practice of medicine is in humility an exercise * Answers to new questions every day researchers find With new discoveries new paradigms in treatment are defined As clinicians we learn to keep abreast Of the latest developments, in treatments and tests We think weContinue reading “I stumble, and stay humble”

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”

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”

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”

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”

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”