I
wonder very often,
some
or d’ other day,
can
it be an occasion,
for
a celebration
and
a bizarre
cake
cutting function!
I
did introspection
Who
am I?,
why am I born?
for
welfare of d’ planet,
got
overburdened
one
more soul added
to
existing population
is
it apt to recall d’ day
On a
full moon day
in
scorching summer,
Lord
Buddha was born
Same
day enlightened,
same
day perished, gone
is
it a day to celebrate,
or to mourn, not known
In
her early forties
my docile
neighbor
diagnosed
with breast cancer
Full range of surgeries done,
yet
a lot of apprehension
Operated with success,
but all is not yet over
journey unusually long,
path utterly unclear
A lifetime’s savings spent,
back bone truly broken
uncertainty yet lingers,
no assurance given
Nothing is certain,
any damn episode
can happen
can happen
cancer may return,
all of a sudden
protocol rigidly complied,
chemo, radio, target therapy
few advocated naturopathy,
several follow ups
scrupulously done
tested, re-tested
at every turn,
After last check up,
declared cancer-free
jumped up and down
Relieved beyond belief,
as revealed by d’ doctor
Ha! an exciting message,
Desperate aura faded,
recurrence panic over
war worries dissipated,
eased off cancer horror
A future faintly visible
to anxieties, a full stop
a fresh lease of life,
blazing rays of hope
eased off cancer horror
A future faintly visible
to anxieties, a full stop
a fresh lease of life,
blazing rays of hope
Happy birthday recital,
seems halfhearted, oddfake smile on some lips,
appears entirely absurd
Hesitant palms forced,
unwanted clapping donehow many candles to blow,
to me not clearly known
Obviously for her,
a rebirth from cancerfought the fierce battle,
thrived a disease free year
cake cutting kept pending,
for her jaunt, truly daringshe to blow a single candle,
free from cancer, a full year
Ought to observe d' day,
to highlight her braveryits no more my birthday,
her jubilant cancerversary
1 comments:
Very nyc sir..ur mark & Meaningful
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