The second when the nurse stuck the token
..in my hand saying ‘hundredth token’,
I can see the ‘diseased demons’ all along
..the reception hall in that nursing home!
In the midst of cries of patients’
..sneezing ‘ach.. ach.., coughing lok..lok..,
the siren of the ambulance with huge noise
..muffled after stumbling the ear drums!
We can’t keep the raising anger in control
..due to the long waiting in the reception hall
as if the unturned snakes of snake charmers
..in some corner of the crowd of the mega carnivals!
Even while we come down the steps with rubbing
..the bums where the injection was given, the hot feeling
still remains residually in spite of the earnest care
..of the doctor saying ‘go happily and come joyfully’!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
go happily and come joyfully, beautiful sir, namaskar..