Story Created:
Sep 7, 2012 at 11:44 PM ECT
Story Updated:
Sep 7, 2012 at 11:44 PM ECT
Early one morning
Weeks after chemotherapy
I stood in front the mirror
To put on some powder
Something was not right
My face wasn't looking normal
Every facial part was there
My nose, lips, eyes were near
So what was missing from my face?
There was no expression when I squint
None too when I smile
Even anger didn't register
Something was really amiss
Right above my eyes
My eyebrows had disappeared!
Fallen off like the hair on my head!
So I had no eyebrows
The eye pencils became useful
But in shaping them, I wasn't precise
One was arched, the other in flight On my bed I rested
Adoring the bright blue sky
My life was like one of the many
Clouds that went sailing by
'Twas one of those times,
When I was totally helpless
That I wished I could fly
Away in the brilliant blue sky
Getting up was difficult
With incisions and bandages
Straight across my chest
Threatening to rip our my ribs
I wondered if I'd ever be alright again
If great things will come my way
Oh what a struggle it was that day
To feel even a little okay
My body refused to budge
Just could not lift myself at all
Sinking back into my pillows
Too weak even to swallow
Every cell running helter skelter
Racing around for shelter
Refusing to play their part
In making me feel better
My mind was just so blank
Even thinking was too difficult a task
Exhausted, extremely tired
Too weary even to cry
All I could do was close my eyes
And give in to His embrace
Then I was soaring the heights
Atop a cloud in the deep blue sky
By: Phoolo
Danny-Maharaj
(written soon after major surgery in 2009)
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