A Day In A Hospital Ward Poem by Mamta Agarwal

very sweet poem, it all depends on us how we spend our time...whether it is for a day or longer it is not in our hands but the gesture you have suggested in these lines can help wonders...very nice poem.

lovely poem when wrought by the nature as the healer of the body and mind, and free air is the way to freedom by the man, well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing

loneliness and sickness....moreover admitted in the ward could sometimes leave patient a trail of hallucination........of being abandoned and neglected. well written mamta........keep going

I had spent around five long months in Puna's Army Orthopaedic Ward, when I had broken the tibia head of my right leg! I fully appreciate the sentiments & emotions of this poem! Please read my Thoughts on Pain - which reflects the suffering, pain & tears rolling down mother's eyes - which I had witnessed there! -Raj Nandy

Nice poem mam...very close to feelings....really good...keep posting...! ! ! ...read mine also....i think u'll feel nice.... :)

a day in a hospital ward seems like an eternity, time freezes when one is sick.well done i enjoyed the poem.

A lovely poem rains hope on the droughts we face...thanks

It seems to be very hard to spend a lonely day anywhere but don't forget, that makes you feel what you can feel when you are with the people. You felt happy in the end of the poem. You recognized the reality when you were alon isn't. That's great. When we are alone the best it is for us to enjoy.

The simplicity of words and thoughts are highlights of this poem. very heart warming. sathyanarayana

Mamta, unfortunately, i know that feeling all too well, and your vivid depiction of that scenario brought back my many experiences as a patient in a Hospital....all of which, thankfully, concluded, just as this fine work of yours does...smooth & successfully! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..