Operation- an acrostic poetry
Operation scheduled for today postponed for next day
Patient's anxiety could not be weaned away
Experts came again to check their specialised part of the anatomy
Rating the patient fit for the surgery
All of a sudden the OT activated to the brim
Tension mounted on paramedics and the nearest kin
In the OT the patient was ushered in without time to waste
Oxygen was administered with emergent haste, but
None could stop the soul to exit to rest in peace above.
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Oil slick
Black gold balckens blue surface
oxygen barred from pumping life
ventilators go missing in hospital.
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Be Patient, Trust Me, Do As I Say
You won’t believe the things for you I have in store
As time goes by, I’ll give you more and more
Be patient, trust me, do as I say
And I’ll continue guiding you day by day
You’ll never guess the plans I have for you
Continue always asking me what I want you to do
Be patient, trust me, do as I say
And I’ll continue guiding you day by day
You can’t even imagine the places you will go
When tomorrow comes, I’ll let you know
For today, be patient, trust me, do as I say
And I’ll continue guiding you day by day
I’ve finally understood your sole request today
That’s all I have to do, just listen and obey
Be patient, trust you, and do as you say…
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They need their wives to live peacefully!
Once I had a patient,
An elderly female patient,
She had two sons,
Both had discussions;
Who has to take the mother
for a cataract to the doctor?
Elder son brought the mother,
The surgery was over;
The son brought her
for post-operative check up,
Son was telling me secretly
to ask his mother to help
his wife occasionally;
Mother was telling me secretly
to ask her son to get
nutritious tonics frequently,
I convinced both of them suitably,
Both of them went happily;
Sons are like that,
They can't help it,
They need their wives
to live peacefully!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Misconception
Not leaving
footprints
on the sand
since
getting washed
away
now and then
and to be
construed
as having none.
Leaving those
on the
core of
our lives
are enough.
What for
our hearts
exist then?
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Basic life support
Basic life support consists
A number of life-saving techniques.
Patients with cardiac arrests,
Improves the survival rates.
As you will learn head-tilt,
Chin-lift and jaw thrust maneuvers;
Circulation, airway and breathing
Are very important things as well.
In case patient is unconscious,
Check his level of consciousness.
If there is no pulsation,
Start chest compressions.
Every minute is important.
So never stop,
Compressing the chest
Until blood reaches the brain
and has enough oxygen.
When pulses are back,
Circulation is alright.
Give two rescue breaths at first.
Then see the rise and fall
On patient's chest.
Just make sure,
Pulses are there.
When patient is awake
As he regains consciousness,
Explain what happened.
Monitor vital signs
Every five minutes.
When he can tolerate
As his vital signs are stable,
Advise doctor's consultation.
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Uderprivileged (a butterfly oddquain)
sad
unhappy
making mockery of
humane humanity
light
fight for existence and rights
breed revolutions
change course
dawn
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Misguided
Born
with
clean slate
and
flattering
innocence.
Flowering
homo-sapien
succumbs
to
vices.
Conscience
fighting
tooth and nail,
fail.
Pleasure of
senses
prevail.
downfall
begin s.
Grave.
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Death of an Activist
Cancer,
Harbinger of pain, anguish, frustration and agony
not limited to mortals only
footprints to be found everywhere
in the guise of
corruption, crime, scams and adulteration
tentacles are spread in the society.
Except cleansing of conscience
no cure in sight
some take the fight
against the might
one who dares to bare
death stalks everywhere
ultimately cancer wins
time and again
poor one transforming into flowered frame
rich tributes become a front page game
soon to be in oblivion
situation remaining the same
till another one dares
Alas! None cares.
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Patient, Thou speak’st only the truth
The truth, he speaks, the patient, sick when he's,
'Tis rare for him to tell a pack of lies;
If not, the Diagnosis will go amiss,
The patient knows all this if he is wise.
How can the Doctor know the malady,
Without the patient telling his Symptom?
Diagnosis must precede the Remedy,
A commodity, Health's bought but seldom.
0 patient, Thou better speak truth alone!
The Doctor is no real Demi-God;
Help him help thee, 'fore thy family shall moan;
If thou art ill, Doctor is next to God.
Diseases can dupe the best of Doctors,
A bad history can turn into thine hearse.
poem by John Celes
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Rac
.
A journey
From present to unknown
Must be worth its salt
Final destination alias last halt.
Lo!
Karma forces one to wait
RAC
Screams the fate
Life span always been a guessing game
Death never seems to be a good looking dame.
RAC now
Cry or wow
Journey till end gets more fascinating
Waiting to be berthed, for no more waiting.
Enjoying ultimate destination
Depends on one's karma & attitude
Show HIM or not
Any gratitude.
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The Patient
Think of the patient;
Hear his cry;
With pain and suff’ring,
Eyes go dry.
Think of his poor state
And his mind;
His diseased body,
Doctors find.
Think of the patient
His travail;
Him from agony;
None can bail.
Think of the disease
Without cure;
Man lives for God’s sake:
And endure.
Think of his doomed fate;
None can change;
If drugs still work ’tis
From God’s range.
Think of the patient,
His family;
Can you give succor?
For what fee?
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Sonnet: Advice to Doctors
No patient’s mine; no patient remains yours;
The patient comes and goes from Doc to Doc;
If he improves, we simply then rejoice,
Though God’s the key to the diagnostic-lock!
All patients ail and expect some relief;
A doctor’s duty is to help him out;
All patients speak the truth; Time is the thief;
To use his knowledge best, all Doctors ought.
Fleece not the poor; cheat not the ones who’re sick;
God is the Healer prime; He uses us;
Off not life’s candle-flame with intact wick;
The Doctor shirking work invites God’s curse!
Lose not Ethics; lose not your morals, Doc!
Like patients, Doctors are part of God’s flock.
8-28-2002
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Apathy and Endurance
Caught during the action,
When he pumped into a Matron,
Her jewels were his attention,
and missed the concentration.
The angry crowd beat him,
Punch, pinch and waste him,
He becomes ‘unconscious' fast,
Police bring him to treat.
Stretch on the stretcher quiet,
The doctors take the pulse right,
The mannerism says the rest,
Send him to have his torn tight.
Anesthetic not be administered,
As the thief patient is unconscious,
The doctor finished the sutures on his lips,
the drops of tear roll down his cheeks.
The young doctor is shocked,
How apathetic her patient to himself,
People are apathetic to people around,
Is the consciousness put them in trouble.
The senior tells the junior not to worry,
and the nineteen year old thief acts,
the 'vulturous' police will not question,
the human who is not conscious, so he endures.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Patience
Be patient with you?
When the stooping sky
Leans down upon the hills
And tenderly, as one who soothing stills
An anguish, gathers earth to lie
Embraced and girdled. Do the sun-filled men
Feel patience then?
Be patient with you?
When the snow-girt earth
Cracks to let through a spurt
Of sudden green, and from the muddy dirt
A snowdrop leaps, how mark its worth
To eyes frost-hardened, and do weary men
Feel patience then?
Be patient with you?
When pain's iron bars
Their rivets tighten, stern
To bend and break their victims; as they turn,
Hopeless, there stand the purple jars
Of night to spill oblivion. Do these men
Feel patience then?
Be patient with you?
You! My sun and moon!
My basketful of flowers!
My money-bag of shining dreams! My hours,
Windless and still, of afternoon!
You are my world and I your citizen.
What meaning can have patience then?
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Hope
Hope, don't betray me
clinging, I survive.
Hope, don't overpower me
Clutching, I overestimate
Hope, don't be an illusion
Chasing, I get shattered.
Hope, don't raise expectations
Setbacks, I can't endure.
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I have declared that patience is never more than patient. I too have declared, that I who am not patient am patient.
quote by Gertrude Stein
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Mother
Happy Mother's Day
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Mother
A knight in armour
shielding her baby
from vagaries of life
getting herself embroiled
in hassels of bringing the baby up
weathering all storms
in the process
enjoying no recess.
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Anita
The bold and the beautiful,
The right time will come for the patient ones;
But do believe in yourself first!
And like a knock at your door with the words of joy.
I have been knocking and waiting,
But the right time will come for the patient ones;
And in various views and forms,
But like a dream of meeting Anita one day.
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Hopefully What Is Given
You were promised a change,
You could believe in.
It comes.
Be patient.
They are working on a plan,
To ensure you become taxed...
With a certainty you can believe,
Has changed from the past!
You were promised a change,
You could believe in.
It comes.
Be patient.
And the change you seek...
Hopefully is given,
By someone allowing you to eat!
You were promised a change,
You could believe in.
It comes.
Be patient.
Hopefully what is given,
Will provide a cup of coffee too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Graph
The way I perceive the life
shrouded in the mystery
its up and down curves
none can guess but destiny.
Challenges, the hall mark of life
paint it with red or green
acceptance of failures gives direction
success gives a sheen.
Biggest philanthropist, the life is
providing opportunity at every stage
those who grabs it with both hands
ink their name on every page.
Life graph is never smooth
and should not be so
death is defined by a smooth line
a beating heart must know.
Vagaries of life draws its graph
So never pity it and destroy
bonded, life can never be
crib not dears but enjoy.
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