Hektoen International

A Journal of Medical Humanities


Asha Tyagi, MD, DNB, MNAMS
Delhi, India


He turned his face to look at her,

murmured into her ear.

Her words were not important,

Were not even audible . . .

. . . but her smile was beautiful

as she returned his glassy gaze.


Their eyes looked deep into each other,

into their deepest fears, greatest joys,

binding them together,

with childish screams of delight.


. . . Of joy, peace, contentment and satiation.

They longed for more, but time was limited.

Their surroundings faded into oblivion,

their senses intertwined, twirled and laughed

with gay abandon!

Fulfilment  . . .  that few are destined to feel

. . .  shimmered unblushingly.


Their love was blind . . . .

to the wrinkles on her face,

to the sickness on his.

Unseen, was the sagging skin of hands

they fleetingly touched.

Their blindness was a beautiful thing.


It stirred my faith in love,

and woke my resolve

to never stop hoping for similar incandescence.


Hoping to share my life with another,

so completely and brutally honest,

with endless trust.

Confident in the “unseen” togetherness,

hoping to spread my wings and fly away when the time came,

be remembered for being myself.


Mesmerized, blinded, ablaze.

In love . . .



ASHA TYAGI, MD, DNB, MNAMS, is Associate Professor in Anaesthesiology and Critical Care at a government-run hospital affiliated with the University College of Medical Sciences & GTB Hospital, Dilshad Garden, Delhi, India.


Fall 2015  |  Sections  |  Poetry

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