I Lost My Sun by Dr. Sunil Kaushal

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Then there came a day

when my sun lost its way

I waited, choking the pain, waited in vain

the blanket hugged me,

warily I peeped, fearing what I’d see.

My dreams still lay on the window sill,

drinking the night’s nectar of make believe

intoxicating fragrant deception

velvety seduction enticing glimmering moon bugs

that sprinkled promises on ashes of roses,  

jasmines, crumpled yellow.

Time, my kind friend

writes my epitaph.

The soul wanders, losing its way

in my patch of indigo

as the sun rises in another’s world.

-DR. SUNIL KAUSHAL

Dr. Sunil Kaushal, 77, is a gynaecologist, internationally awarded trilingual poet, writer, translator, blogger, a gold medalist in dramatics, A.I.R. and Doordarshan Medical doctor, Besides being Best Lioness President Asia, she was honoured as Woman Achiever 2019. She has been the Chairperson/President of several organizations, serving the cause of underprivileged women and children in her chequered life’s journey.

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Dr. Sunil writes of loss, pain, and the endless wait for the sun. It’s beautiful how she expresses sorrow as a dark, harsh night where tired eyes long to see that shining, yellow hope in the sky once again. For the sun to rise somewhere it must set and bid goodbye some place else. I pray that it doesn’t take too long to return. The gray often clouds the ablest of perceptions. We all are seeking souls.
    Congratulations Dr. Sunil Kaushal!

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  2. Never easy, coping with, losing something that’s, so, dear, so close to us, but, these losses are, a part of, ordinary life, and we all find our own ways, to cope.

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  3. jonicaggiano says:

    Congratulations Dr. this is such a beautiful piece. I love the way you expressed sadness, your words are so vivid. The entire poem was beautiful but these lines especially touched my heart:

    “My dreams still lay on the window sill,
    drinking the night’s nectar of make believe
    intoxicating fragrant deception
    velvety seduction enticing glimmering moon bugs

    Such exquisite writing. Big hugs, Joni

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