the hospital

The hospital is a depressing place,
a gloomy, unhappy, dolorous space.
In one moment, all your hopes can be lifted;
in one second, all your hopes can be shattered.
The number of deaths are unlisted,
so naturally, many-a souls have drifted,
through the minds in uneasiness clatter,
where lives are simply just 'matter'.

The atmosphere tears at your heart,
sometimes with additional scalding pain.
The loss of a body part,
sometimes the loss of a family member.

They say, grief of separation is inescapable.
Oh, how true it is.
That day, when I held his trembling fingers in mine,
his weak hand with my strong hand entwined,
I realised my biggest and greatest fear.
I never want to lose you.
I will fight, claw, smash, break and tear,
I will bargain with the Devil himself,
in fact, I will contribute my blood myself,
but no, I will not bear losing you.

These thoughts run through your mind,
in the hospital where it's destined.
That is why, I say and I believe-
Hospitals depress you, promise to retrieve,
but sometimes make the patient's life cease. 

-Nalini