The Indian Association of Palliative Care celebrated this year’s World Poetry Day by publishing ‘A symphony of Words: A collection of poems‘ penned by our very own friends from the palliative care community. We continue to share a poem, each week, for our friends to enjoy!
The poem for this week, Poem #5 of 25..
‘When it’s time’, by Dr. Divya S Mishra, from Singapore
When it’s time to go, and my hurting eyes close,
Though the clueless pain with emptiness unfold,
The mind’s smog with dizzying questions abound,
Listen and stay-don’t leave me alone to drown.
Remind me, of cherished memories and dreams we sought,
Of the precious friends and loved ones, who knew more than I thought.
Keep me strong, so I can mend, the bridges I once broke,
To make up for all the joy and love, I ever put on hold.
Fleeting are they- the pursuits of life in time, they wane,
The misgivings weren’t worth the troubles, after all.
Little victories and mindless joys- lay them beside me,
The sobering miseries and grudges too- in vain that we hold.
Hold my hand, till I let go-for the light that beckons aloft,
And as it ends- keep your smile and let me join the stars!
Oh, how I wish that the lives I touched, and those that touched mine,
Will be blessed with happiness untold, and remember our time!
About the poet:
Dr Divya S Mishra is a qualified Radiation Oncologist, a Family Physician, a Palliative Care Physician, and a Clinical researcher, with over 18 years of work experience in diverse settings of clinical practice and clinical research.
To read poems from the entire collection, please click here.