Loving Sickness! ! ! Poem by sreelekha premjit

Sick I feel
swollen eyes
dry lips
wary of smile
losing its verve
dull voice
cold body
fingers shrunk
see for yourself

lost in his world
he doesnot know
take a chill pill
says he casually

as a girl
I loved to be sick
Papa at my side
rubbing my forehead
always her agitated self
mom did manage
to take a look
and bang a glass of rasam,
love and admonition on the table
my little brother
then I was his world
and he felt easily frightened
as I pretended sickness

those were days
and these another! ! ! !