Tears of Rain in the Pandemic and a Physician
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Zeenat Chowdhury-Jackson MD's inspiration for this highly introspective volume of modern poetry and situational perceptions came from her own roller coaster of feelings of isolation during the 2020 pandemic. The book is the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Zeenat decided to publish her modern poems because
Zeenat Chowdhury-Jackson MD
Zeenat Chowdhury-Jackson MD is a practicing physician in the US. Like most people, she was isolated and challenged emotionally, and physically during the 2020 pandemic, as well as clinically in her job as a doctor. There was a shelter for her, in writing, where she escaped every day to cope with her stress. These modern poems are the product of the Zeenat's imagination or are used in a fictitious manner.
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Tears of Rain in the Pandemic and a Physician - Zeenat Chowdhury-Jackson MD
Tears of Rain
I
t is you and your presence.
You gave me a heart that can feel every color of the universe,
You let me listen to the sound of silence.
You gave me a mind to imagine the light of infinity,
a vision that can see through the naked human soul.
My sense to sense insensible,
a taste that can test the power of serenity.
You have weakened my frozen soul of a thousand years,
you made me fall in love with my sorrow,
you gave me the strength to love the pain of my sorrow,
the rainbow of my solitude.
Tears of rain, no fountain, no stream, lake, river, or ocean.
You could not see the silence of oppression,
could not see evaporated dreams of freedom, equal justice.
Wash out the story of oppression, slavery, inequality, millions of years of my captivity.
Break the chain of inequality,
tears of rain, a ray of light, on the way.
Wash the core of sadness, wash the core of numbness to a Milky Way.
Thank You to My Colleagues
M
y ID, my tag on my toe, my dead body.
In my distress, in my realization…whom should I call?
No waves in the sea. Call the navy?
All ships are on the sea, but not moving.
Call the air force?
No airflow.
Airplanes are in the sky, only floating, no movement.
Call the army?
All roads are cracked from COVID-19 like an earthquake;
no vehicle can pass.
My dead body cannot pass to the morgue for burial.
No one passes me!
COVID-19 screamed.
My blood is not flowing, frozen, like the inside of a cold storage. Below zero.
My open wounds are not oozing, frozen.
I saw you at my bedside;
your voice was my only hope during my sedation.
You were my warrior, angel of life.
You came to me every day with your saddened, sunken, tired eyes.
You fought for me at the front line without fear of death, fear of COVID.
Warrior of the pandemic,
Dead bodies kept stacking.
I saw you kneeling down, on your knees
I saw you at my bedside at the ICU, angel of God, you kept asking me to breathe, screaming for oxygen.
My isolation at the ICU ended; I am free.
My ID, my tag, was once on my white coat,
now on my toe, covered with a body bag.
I was once a warrior of the pandemic
Now my death certificate is waiting online for you to put cause.
All my life achievements, all my board certifications, are still on the wall.
The cause of death, not the war of human civilization,
the cause will be COVID-19.
I was also a warrior, a warrior of mankind.
Buy Me
M
y journey of present, past, and unfolding future,
perception of present,
broken, bruised emotions.
A power of art,
power of magic, can turn