Jaishree Nair


A White Coat - Poem by Jaishree Nair

I am white;
Symbol of purity and peace bright.
The coat honoured
Of a saviour of life on earth.

Each day a dread for me;
Visualizing how the day would be
How many lives today lost
In the tug of war between life and death.


My colour changes towards dusk;
I have to be cleansed and sanitised often.
A helpless bystander to sights horrible
The groans of the wounded gullible.

The laments of the family deceased-
Grotesque bodies of accidents;
Victims of mishaps
Children prey to torturings,

No honour nor tribute;
No credit of awards;
Instincts they depend upon;
Miracles they believe in!
A life dedicated to mankind-these medical geniuses.

My owner without peace;
So involved in the battle;
Forgets that he is also a human-
In need of survival essentials.

Topic(s) of this poem: hope


Comments about A White Coat by Jaishree Nair

  • (3/20/2015 2:34:00 AM)


    a poetess with great sky blue on her dreams
    My colour changes towards dusk;
    I have to be cleansed and sanitised often.
    A helpless bystander to sights horrible
    The groans of the wounded gullible.
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  • Rajnish Manga (3/13/2015 4:50:00 AM)


    I call them the messengers of God. Doctors deserve a better deal. From morning till late evening and even at night, they devote themselves to rid their patients of agonising pain. Some of them (patients) cannot bear the pain and succumb to their pressures. The Doctors seldom receive credit for what they do in the service of mankind. Great portrayal. Thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 13, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 15, 2015


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