10 Years and A Million Tears

The author describes her mental state when she waited for a loved one to get better and expresses her gratitude for the medical fraternity through this poignant poem.

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The author describes her mental state when she waited for a loved one to get better and expresses her gratitude for the medical fraternity through this poignant poem.

 

As my eyelids close,

And the lashes squeeze my waterlines into their wholesomeness,

Pearl droplets slide one by one,

Gently along the slope of my cheeks.

“Will it really be over?”, I pose.

Many thoughts rambled as I froze.

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Two swords don’t fit in a scabbard single, they say.

But, Hope and Despair settled in me harmoniously for a decade.

“Who between the two within me, shall I let victorious – dubiety or credence ?” I apprehensively sought.

Credence, came the reply,

As if he understood my heart’s doubt.

 

As he stood before me, head to toe draped in green,

At six feet towards the sky, he looked immense to my tiny frame.

Meekly, I gathered myself, with my long-standing friends –

Fear and Courage, two-in-one.

It’s tough to actually be strong,

Yes, it’s easier said than done.

 

“My Gratitude is your Payment”, I uttered without words.

My flickering eyes conveyed it all.

“But it’s only my duty, as I humbly stand on my first day’s oath,” said he wordlessly.

His tired smile said it all.

The wait was long, call it a decade.

“But the last laugh is mine!”, said my fist, as I rise.

10 Years and a Million Tears

Were all worth, as I look up to say cheers!

 

Poet’s Note:

This is a depiction of the emotional situation of a chronic patient’s immediate family member, as the surgeon, just out of the operation theatre shares the news – its a success. After ’10 Years and a Million Tears’, you have your “life” gifted back to you! A humble attempt to show my gratitude to the medical fraternity who strive hard to stand by their ethics and integrity in treating patients. What you’re doing is most noble and irreplaceable! A loving dedication to my boy, Anmol, who’s been suffering from a rare form of epilepsy from the age of 1, and who is waiting for the past 6+ years, in hope of some miraculous healing towards his recovery.

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