Hospital Diaries ( Part 1 )

As she counted minutes to morning

She could hear the neighbor patient breathing his last.

She tried to drown the silent whispers

Of death singing lullaby to the departing soul.

She waited eagerly for the birds to chirp again

And the silent ray of dusk knocking at the door.

Days were easy to pass in the rush rush noisy actions

The doctors making rounds and nurses repeating the chores

Visitors making rounds to pamper and to console

Some dared to crack jokes while others sighed waiting for the results of the tests.

Lying alone on the bed she had learned to enjoy all the noise and din

Nights were tough.

All you could hear was pronounced sound of medical instruments.

The pain not so subdued and strange shadows doing rounds to chose the next victim.

 

 

 

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

3 thoughts on “Hospital Diaries ( Part 1 )

  1. VijayNair

    This is truly an awesome poem, filled with apt images, and an eye for detail. It brings out the ambience of a hospital so accurately.

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