I am a gynaecologist with flare for poetry. This podcast aims at presenting my poems to the world as recitations. You can read my poetry at http://www.drsmitasriwas280.wordpress.com
A poem about a beautiful city in Nepal, Pokhra. It is aptly called the "city of lakes".
A beautiful poem of love and romance that enthrals the readers and reminds them of their own love story...
This a collection of vignettes about the breeze its moods and actions in different seasons.
The poet personifies herself as various abstract qualities and then compares it to various metaphors...
The moon is personified as a sad woman sitting on the shores of Mumbai spinning moonbows with the woes of the world...
A poetic portrayal of the month of April with its scented bowers of spring blooms and petrichor, thundestorms and whimsical rains.
The moon imagined as a scrumptuous chocochip cookie slowly eaten away by the night.Enjoy...
An abstract poem where the frangipani is personified as a lady...my mother my guardian angel
The full moon in the month of March is called the flower moon by the poet and the spring breeze the zephyr. In this poem I paint a metaphorical picture of March.
Dibrugarš” a city in the state of Assam in India is well known as the Tea City of India. It is also my hometown. Blessed with the beauty and bounty of nature with its whimsical rains and sprawling tea gardens it is truly a caffeinated rainsong
In this poem the poet refuses to be branded and treated as a mere female, but expects and demands to be treated as an individual
I am currently pursuing my postgraduation in the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology in BRD medical college. This is just an arbitrary portrayal of a winter morning here during my first year of residency.
Eclampsia is a rare but severe medical condition where high blood pressure results in seizures during pregnancy. In this poem I have portrayed Mumbai as a lady who is always pregnant with dreams, desires, aspirations and suffering from eternal eclampsia because if these dreams are removed from her womb, the essence Mumbai will die.
This is a poem where the beauty and magnificience of the month of October has been metaphorically described.
This is a poem where I have portrayed the feelings of losing my daughter Ira, in the smoggy city of Delhi in 2016
An abstract picturization of different types of dawns comparing them to lemonades, ice teas and frappe.
In this poem the autumn of a woman's life has been depicted poetically, i.e. her middle age.
Here in this poem the poet dwells on the summer season of a woman's life when she no longer a young girl but becomes a woman.
This is a series of vignettes about being a woman . In this part of this series she is portrayed as different glimpses of the season of spring which signifies her youth.
In this poem the poet personifies the city of Delhi as a woman with split personality disorder. The different identities are metaphorically explained here for you to identify.
This is the last part of the series of vignettes about the different months. This part portrays painted pictures of October, November and December written with abstract metaphors and word play
This is part 3 of a series of vignettes about the different months . In this part the poet paints abstract portraits of the months of July, August and September.
This is part 2 of a series of vignettes about the different months. In this part poet paints abstract portraits of the months of April May and June
This is series of vignettes about the first three months of the year viz. January, February and March. This is first part of Monthly Connotations, a series of vignettes painting abstract pictures of the twelve moths
This is a series of vignettes dwelling on the seasons. The first four stanzas dwell on the typical four seasons spring, summer, autumn and winter. In the fifth vignette I describe the season of happiness. In the last vine I dwell on which season defines me. I have not mentioned the name of the season it is the reader to interpret.
This is series of small vignettes about kites in different situations. The kites is seen soaring, torn, waltzing in a carnival and refusing to fly. The poet personifies and captures kite in versatile moods.
This poem is a collection of abstract vignettes about the month of February written with a metaphorical pen
This poem dwells on a feather personified to tell its tale of wanderlust and survival...
In this poem the poet indulges in silent introspections like the autumn sun bringing about change like the purging of fall...
A Ferris wheel standing in a town fair is personified in this poem and tells its story...
The poem is an abstract representation of a coffee cake being baked giving it an interesting perspective as well as an emotional dimension .
In this poem the poet relates a short story of a careless traffic light often indulging in daydreams and how it learned a lesson.
The poet personified January in this poem describing the month with gorgeous imagery and metaphors.
Curd rice to me is soul food. It is a soothing antidote for any troubles life thinks of dishing out for me
The poem personified a sombrero hat in this poem and tells its life story in first person
In this poem the poet has personified a chocochip cookie as it lives it's short but interesting life.
This poem is about the whisper personified with dissociative identities. Each identity has been metaphorically ellucidated.
This is a collection of abstract vignettes about the different punctuation characters in English.
This poem is about the scarecrow. Here the poet imagines a scarecrow and thoughts that abound his musings.
The city of Varanasi with its metaphorical middle-aged sun's and idiosyncrasies and moods
This poem dwells on a young coolie mother from the tea gardens of Assam and her struggles of survival with quiet dignity for her child
A poem that paints the moods of Gorakhpur town in a medley of versatile personalities that together concoct its vibes.
The month of February has been portrayed with eloquence using versatile metaphors. February finds herself personified in this poem.
A poem that takes the reader down the memory lane and describes with lovely metaphors those old Sundays of her childhood.
A glimpse of a Sunday filled with warmth, laughter and lethargy from the poet's life...
A poem that imagines me revisiting my hometown Dibrugarh, the Tea City of India, blessed with eternal monsoons. #Dibrugarh #Dibrugarh poetry #poetryofAssam
This is a week in the life of an office worker. His life ellucidated by metaphors. It is not personal.
A beautiful poem that indulges in nostalgia where the remembers the fireflies she saw in her adolescent years in summer time. Now as a city dwellers she misses those beautiful fireflies no longer seen.
A beautiful poem filled with memories of my home town Dibrugarh where I spent my earlier days
This poem is dedicated to my late darling daughter Ira whom I lost after a painful struggle at the tender age of seven months due to pulmonary fibrosis in preemies.
A poignant bittersweet romantic poem written about lovers who are together but have drifted apart.
This a sweet romantic poem written about lovers who are like chalk and cheese yet blend beautifically to form a great and loving relationship .
A poem filled with memories of my home town Dibrugarh the tea city of India blessed with eternal rainfall.