I looked up my next patient’s chart on the computer A twenty year old, with her life ahead of her Not the usual age group I treat, I thought The young women are just anxious, more often than not Their hearts are fine, and all they usually need Is reassurance that they are healthy indeedContinue reading “The Patient”
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Lost in migration
In this world there is no action That you can take without repercussion Whatever path you happen to choose You win some, and some you lose So when I made a leap across the ocean A mixed bag I got with immigration There were many gains, I cannot deny But some poignant losses darken myContinue reading “Lost in migration”
Esoteric art
Browsing through art exhibits I found I was always searching around For the artist’s interpretation to comprehend The painting, for many times I could not even pretend To understand what the spread of colors signified It appeared to be a secret code to which access was denied Nor do I find abstract art visually appealing Might be tooContinue reading “Esoteric art”
Something new every day..
On a steamy afternoon in the summer Steeped in soporific languor Sprawled on the bed, bored out of my mind Searching for some inspiration, I did find For healthy living, a unique recommendation- For the body and the mind’s stimulation Try something new everyday; move out Of your comfort zone, and take a new route. This idea,Continue reading “Something new every day..”
Walking to explore
This poem is based on actual experiences of traveling alone through cities. I like to wander through the streets alone, and see as much of the city as I can.. Using the most primitive form of transportation I explore the city, walking around with some trepidation Armed with a map, and a willingness To ask forContinue reading “Walking to explore”
History
“History is the sum total of things that could have been avoided.”- Konrad Adenaur Weighed down by the burden Of an unimaginative, rote-based curriculum Learning historical facts appeared to me The grandest exercise in futility- Yesterday was dead; it did not make sense To spend time on the past, in the presence Of exciting eventsContinue reading “History”
Mesmerized by Marble
“THE MARBLE NOT YET CARVED CAN HOLD THE FORM OF EVERY THOUGHT THE GREATEST ARTIST HAS.” Michaelangelo Just another variety of a rock, some might say- Not quite, I would beg to differ any day To me, a piece of marble does symbolize Virgin beauty, pure, without a vice A sculptor’s dream, an architect’s delight Fashioned intoContinue reading “Mesmerized by Marble”
Mom, I promise
I promise you, Mom that I shall be The woman of substance you’d like me To be- I have you for inspiration, don’t forget Though my past might be dotted with some regrets I promise you with age wisdom I acquire The more of life I see, the more I require To look back atContinue reading “Mom, I promise”
Narrow alleys
Standing at the edge of the ocean wide As my eyes soaked in the vastness of the sea Without a warning something stirred inside My heart ached, I found my eyes misty Blindfolded by ambition and ruthless desire I had come far in my circuitous journey My mind had managed to contain the fire burningContinue reading “Narrow alleys”
Drama Queens and Facebook
Through ages has royalty been around Queens finely dressed and painfully delicate Getting attention without making a sound With countless commoners who would on them wait.. In the world today, however, you don’t need to be A bona fide member of the rare nobility Anyone can be a queen- a drama queen, you see By signingContinue reading “Drama Queens and Facebook”
Style
A word often used, in many different ways Depending on the context, different qualities it conveys I am talking about the elusive concept of “style” Stretching from the way you dress to the way you smile Simply put, it is a set of unique features that defines A person in a way that it leaves an imprintContinue reading “Style”
I Dream of Colors
Changes were many when I changed my land Some I embraced, some I could barely stand Some so subtle they were barely perceived Until substantial transformation I had achieved- Amid this acculturation one day I realized That color was ebbing from my life, in front of my eyes My wardrobe, once filled with brilliant huesContinue reading “I Dream of Colors”
Passion...unbridled 