Ready To Go Home
The nurse said, “ This will soothe your pain. “
My left hand was connected with Iv.
And, I was observing how
The blood flows through the narrow pipes
A playtime for my very own blood!
The nurses were talking among themselves
Why the veins are not prominent enough,
How I should help them to make it visible
Visible enough for another poke.
I was lying there,
In between sleep and consciousness
I was lying there,
Amidst hopelessness and timelessness.
And I was looking at the
television in the corner of the room
Where life advertises 24 hours
Its diversified colored illusions...on and on.
And suddenly I felt calm, I felt peace
I felt I can lie here and at least supplicate to God
For His mercy, to expiate my sins once and for all.
I was not able to move any of my hands,
One was stuck with Iv, the other one with an oximeter.
Alone there, I felt for a moment that God forgave me, perhaps.
And the nurse came back. “ We are ready to send you home!”
Copyright © Tamanna Ferdous | Year Posted 2021
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