Comfort is the familiar, where I can navigate with eyes closed, The place I bring my muddled thoughts and all I’ve not disclosed. The burgundy door with chipping paint unveiling its natural grain, Softened by the many knocks that have graced its textured vein. *** It opens to sweet home-cooked scents that unclog my anxious … More My Utopia
As the sun dawns across my city so does the infrared, An inch away from the windswept part of my anxious forehead. Thirty-five eight, I can pass, to join my respiratory team, Where half have flown to fight against the enemy in our bloodstream. *** First thing I do upon the wards one pump of … More Another respiratory day
Flat, shapeless hair in monotonous black, Uneven skin tone with pimples that come back. Eyebrows missing half, that were reluctantly tattooed, Slanted, monolid eyes that lack latitude. A bulbous nose tip, that droops just a bit, And a canine snaggletooth, that’s sad it couldn’t fit. *** Breasts I wish were fuller, and deserve no recognition, … More Head to toe
Hello there, we haven’t met, but there’s a day you’ll see, Our lives are inextricably linked, I know you better than me. A decade’s worth of wisdom to give and I know it’s unorthodox, But I’m going to tell you anyways, screw the temporal paradox. *** There’s a journey ahead of hills and valleys you … More To my 15 year-old self
Hi everyone, welcome back to another post and today I’m doing something a little different. My lovely friend A Spoonful of Dri (who is also a lovely medical student who’s written amazing poems and insightful pieces, so please check her out!) has nominated me for the Liebster award, and thus I am here to answer … More Liebster Award
Fracturing, shattering, social disharmony, An invisible threat makes them reach for their armoury. Seeking a scapegoat to bestow all the blame, Fingers land on my heritage and then comes the shame. *** Where I see my skin they see yellow-stained targets, To launch insult missiles and harsh verbal rockets. The air is an echo of … More Yellow-skinned targets
For as long as I can remember, my nightly slumber is a time where I am transported into fantastically bizarre realms that have little connection to the reality I live in. Science alleges we all have multiple dreams a night, and I can contest to the truth of that statement because I often find myself … More Psychoanalyse me please: 5 recurrent and memorable dreams
The early rise from my cocoon of sleep, A blurry eyed breakfast and a scheduled time to keep. A rushed routine, of makeup and hair, To reach the station with little time to spare. *** The rhythmic grinding of wheels to track, My daily nap for the restless insomniac. Into the city our shuttles go, … More I miss
In a time where the world is seeming to crumble, And fear bleeds through hearts of the deeply troubled. An invisible threat, with no care or discrimination, Annihilates peace and wrecks havoc on every nation. *** A sneaky fiend you unwittingly invite, Back into your homes to give it great delight. It smiles and you … More Stay home
We all have our individual eccentricities. Many of us (including me) are a little shy when it comes to revealing these oddities to others, out of fear of being exposed as “weird,” and ostracised by the rest of the world. But what if we’re not as unique as we think? What if there’s plenty of … More Weird things I do I need someone to validate
Confessions of a Doctor to be 