Painful Hope Poem by Monita Soni

Painful Hope

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Her deep eyes
Shine momentarily
She drifts out of
The morphine haze
Which soaks
Her pain ravaged nerves.....


I try not to focus
On the reclining form,
the three sad faced women
Or the doctor husband
Sipping ginger tea
My eyes fold

We form a frail circle
On the rug
And chant Hanuman Chaleesa
With child-like fervor

She sighs.....

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Monita Soni

Monita Soni

Chandigarh, India
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