There is too much in the closet
for me to handle ,
assorted moods ,
flairs of red white and blue
darting wildly at me
if I dare to open ,
peeping through keyhole
forcing it shut ,
tumbling down and climbing up
from bottom rack
to the upper deck ,
breathing free
then diving back ,
in to the bundles
of nerves wired and raw ,
jumble mumble
roll and tumble ,
all haywire
desire for symphony ,
notes and tunes
just a cacophony ,
There is too much in the closet
for me to handle
love , pain and ecstasy ,
I dare not open ,
lest it escapes in to void….
my love my heart
stay safe in my closet ..
┬ęDr. 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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