Poems by Dr.Surekha Bhatt

The challenges of creating

A mighty mountain before me,
a widespread valley between us;
know not what on the other side is,
but ought to build a town up there.

Thoughts of height for making minds,
Trees of might I need for my school,
for wood or shade I know not well,
but ought to build a town up there.

Birds of wings on the infinite sky,
Clouds of joy above the hill,
Will they come down? I wish I knew,
but ought to build a town up there.

Surekha Bhat



Every human – two in one
An enlightened saint, an outcaste devil, presented me a gift each;
the devil grinned, the saint smiled- his was a wisdom beyond reach.
With hope and fear, I opened the black crumpled pack of cruelty,
it was a mirror, I stared at it, the devil in me stared back at me.
With joy and pride, I opened the neat, white pack of spiritual peace,
it was a mirror, I smiled at it, the saint in me smiled back at me.
Not knowing what to do with them, I placed the mirrors face to face;
to know them better, in between them, my mortal body stood in place,
I looked in one, and then the other, and thousands of myself I saw;
the devil grinned, the saint smiled- his was a wisdom beyond reach.

Surekha Bhat


Source: AIMST University Faculty of Medicine Newsletter Volume 2 (August 2010 – Febuary 2011)


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