POETRY

THE ROAD THAT KNOWS MY CRACKS

Edisonwrites / October 24, 2025

Tell me the place I go, I am driving down there like it’s the only goal. The goal and […]

Let the world murmur as we walk, Let them paint their stares with chalk. Let the streets sneer their

It is heavy upon me now, I stare at the sun and the moonlight. I stare at

A Poem About Doctors, Burnout, and Sacrifice Call Room Confession- Episode-Two Yesterday night,I walked into the call room,not entirely

I Blame Everything Upon this hollow bed I sitMulling over the path we’ve hoofedAnd the vanity night our body

I grew in the mudIn the mud daily I stoodI stood in rags and dirtYes! In dirty rags without

The dews were still drizzling, The birds in their nest whispering. Whispering in rhythm to the heart. It’s

It was 9PM, my call had just begun, The call room was silent. The stethoscope was swinging like a

Don’t let me drift like a ghost in the wind, These nights

Edisonwrites / November 28, 2024

IT IS OVER, I QUIT. I quit wearing this mask, A mask of a shadow in a walking stance.