Kunal’s Kavita, a poem
Kunal got married to his wife, Kavita, dreaming of sharing the mutual love they had for each other for the rest of their lives. ‘Kavita’ means a poem.
Both were doctors. He lost her to COVID-19. The once emergency medical officer’s inability to save his wife in an emergency despite doing everything he could have done frustrates him. The guilt of agreeing to travel at Kavita’s request haunts him as she was diagnosed with COVID-19 after their return. Costing them their togetherness, it turned out to be her last wish! Their last journey together led to their first journey apart!
He had been trying to cope with the grief ever since and was on a quest for soul-searching and meaning-making. He lived it all, from depression to contemplating self-harm, having lost his beloved. Yet, she resisted as she wouldn’t like him killing himself.
He wrote his first poem, “A Hope,” after her physical departure, beginning his life’s journey with Kavita!
Listener Poet Sailaja Devaguptapu
Practicum Poem
CLPC Winter 2021
Kunal’s Kavita
I loved her
I lost her
I lost her yet I won
For, we were, we are, and we will forever remain one
Can tear us apart none;
As we move along in the life’s run
I’d find her in many, yet none like her
Unto each, we were the beloved and the lover
The bee longing for thine flower
She, my caregiver!
How do I say what she was to me?
For not merely eyes it takes a heart to see
Her soul in me
I am now a flower bereaved of the bee
Yet, forever in me
Would bloom she
For, I died with her……anew I am born
Doth rose not hold the thorn?
I died to let her live on
Long after I am gone
Unto pain, now, a witness I bear
I live on, her love to share
Together, unto each, a home we were
When life turned a nightmare
As I see her here, there, and everywhere
To quit, I yet not dare
For, I know she’s watching and wouldn’t like it
Ergo, my path, I let with her memories be lit
I am hurt, yet, for each we were made
Unto my former self, a goodbye as I bade!
