Tag Archives: sadness

bathos

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i cried when i shifted homes

i sobbed when i changed school

i was sad when he didn’t write

i was woeful , an emotional fool

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 i mourned the loss of my dog

i was miserable when i sold my car

i was unhappy when i saw a beggar

hungry and thirsty outside a bar

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the tears rolled down endlessly

when i got married and left home

i was distraught on leaving my parents

i didn’t want them to be alone

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and when death took my dad away

my whole world came crumbling down

till date the wounds haven’t healed

till date i haven’t visited my home town

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the  ruthless chasm of bathos

keeps taking me in its fold

i wish i was more strong hearted

life would have been easy manifold

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soul Baring.

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OK.,time for baring my soul. My name is Mona, I am a doctor, 49 years old. My blog name is Mira. I wanted to have a different identity .I love life but lately this has been slightly dampened by weird feelings of sadness. Never mind.

It is nearly six months I started this blog.I started this blog in July 2014 to …make myself busier. Happier…the likes and follows on my blog are to die for. And maybe someday to publish something of my own. That done, here us another thing. I was born into a middle class family. Dad was a doctor, a selfless man who loved his 3 daughters endlessly. He also loved his wife dearly but ….He died early. My depression started. I overcame it slightly by doing my masters. My son was born and there followed a rollercoaster of emotions. May have to discuss that, and my marriage under a different name later.

Then my chronic arthritis. I got out of my first pregnancy at the age of 22, with an autoimmune flare. I was diagnosed with ankylosing spondylitis, and am still fighting the exacerbations.

So…here again..my fears…I am scared of death, suffering, cancer…I have had 4 cancer deaths in my maternal family, pain, old age, children leaving me, me being the last survivor in my family, losing my looks …after all I was a late bloomer. In recent months, a major setback was losing my pet Snowy. It was a major setback. Whew…I am sure a coward. Whatever!!!! It sure feels nice telling all your of you about this.

But even then, I do love life and I am determined to make the most of what I have.
One more thing…please don’t judge me.

Am I ?

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Am I happy

Am I sad

Am I good

Or  am  I bad

Am I god fearing

Or an atheist

Am I in love

Or out of it

Am I in a daze

Or am I numb

Is it just a phase

Or am I dumb

Am I mad

Have I lost my mind

Is it a passing fad

Or I am one of my kind

I don’t want to give up on life

I want to live it well

Don’t want to lose it all

In happiness I want to dwell.