Author Archives: Docpoet

When things keep going well, you do not feel as good as you do When something goes well after things have been bad for you It takes a bad experience to fully appreciate The value of things being in a favorable state.. * Life seems to be good to me for the most part SoContinue reading “Good is “gooder” after Bad”

I would love to be a masterpiece, but I Am just a work in progress- I would not lie I stumble and fumble, forward and backward go Through roadblocks, sometimes of my making, I forge a path slow.. * I would love to be near-perfect, to have arrived At my destination, fueled by ambition andContinue reading “Masterpiece or work in progress”

If I could not be productive most days I would think of myself as a failure in many ways To get things done, and fast, I have been primed Throughout my life, so when I do waste time I feel guilty, because time is what I most lack After all I search actively for productivityContinue reading “Productivity and my inner critic”

This is the story of my life every night I know I should sleep but I continue to fight All the thoughts racing in my head My brain does not wind down but speeds up instead Once I am done with my chores for the day All sorts of ideas, creative and strategic, come myContinue reading “Nocturnally functional”

When did working long hours become A sign of productivity, a badge of honor for some? * Many times, knowingly or unknowingly We show one-upmanship in being busy In a not-so-subtle manner we try to convey That we are important, we cannot idle away Our time in frivolous pursuits since we work day and nightContinue reading “I work long hours…”

When I am bored out of my mind When household chores onerous I find I sing a song that fond memories evokes Sometimes I add in a few dance strokes I do not hum, I sing quite loudly, I confess I invigorate myself thoroughly in the process.. I do not really possess a singing voiceContinue reading “Singing to myself”

I scroll up and down, and scroll some more, I keep doom-scrolling, I’ve lost score Of the countless thoughts that have crossed my mind Not a single one of them is uplifting, I find I keep sinking deeper into a well of despair But still scroll mindlessly, unaware Of the passage of time, yet IContinue reading “Doom-scrolling…”

It is depressing to feel the creep Of old age, all of us want to keep The vigor of our youth forever To lose energy and enthusiasm never There are so many ways to conceal The signs of age, but time does still steal Youth away, no matter how much you delude Yourself into thinkingContinue reading “Notes to an aging self..”

There was a time when I would cry When I felt overwhelmed, I would lie In a dark room by myself, tears pouring from each eye Until they became annoying, and it was time to dry My eyes- I would get up, wash my face and feel Lighter, less burdened, and possibly healed.. * TheContinue reading “Big girls don’t cry…”

I have never understood why women are Labeled as talkative, men in my experience by far Outdo women in talking in every place Mansplain everything, take up as much space As they can in every discussion, especially when women are involved Over thousands of years society has evolved In such a way that women listenContinue reading “The More Talkative Gender”

I read quite voraciously, and read Books in every genre indeed From self-help books to literary fiction From non-fiction to memoirs- but I have a predilection For anything published in large print these days I admit, at the risk of being ridiculed by bibliophiles anyway That sometimes my valuable time I spend In reading romanceContinue reading “Romance Novel”

There are times when life as a physician Becomes overwhelming, being in a position Where decisions that influence life and death are to be made Takes its toll, through the murky waters you try to wade Without sinking into the swamp of negativity You detach yourself to preserve your spirit, your sanity During such times,Continue reading “Medicine is a calling…”