The Warrior

Errors and chaos
random vectors ,
amidst all this
he was picking up pieces
of destiny shattered ,
missiles striking
all around him
he , trying to dodge them ,
lest one gets him .,…..
life crippled
house trampled ,
bricks and mortar
strewn on streets ,
he , looking for walkway
but none around ,
he finding his way
through heaps of rubble ,
tired exhausted
loads of trouble ,
he wandered behind
in the backyard
which once bloomed ,
head hung
shoulders down ,
no lines on forehead
no more frown ,
when he spotted
white streak in a corner,
a lily was alive !
he kneeled down beside ,
holding the tender white
he said , honey …
you were right ,
life will bloom again ,
I just have to fight ….
continue with might ,….
love you honey,
for being mine !
© Dr. Swati A Gadgil , All Rights Reserved .

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About Dr Swati A Gadgil

Anaesthesiologist , practising since last 30 yrs in Mumbai and medico legal advisor. Counsellor for Children at Puberty , Parenting , Stress Management , Motivation and Peace MBBS DA LLM Postgraduate in Human Rights Postgraduate in Hospital management Founder President of NGO, Dombivli Women's Welfare Society and it's youth wing NayaSavera Published three books of poetry Columnist and writes on various topics like Stress Management Appointed by Times of India as Consultant for their NIE Newspaper In Education Program Recognised by Medical associations and Rotary Speaker and panelists on Tele media, print media and National and International conferences Taekwondo Red Belt

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