the birds chirp in the distance
the sun glows bright
in the cerulean sky
no clouds in sight
just sunshine
beating down on your skin
sweat trickles down your brow
a slight breeze
sways the grass
around your ankles

Never seen such a tempest by day
I guess some days prove special and different
Times when migraine clusters differently
I have experienced one, So I know

So I heard paracetamol helps
Even tried codeine just so to see
Having tried all these and more
I realized it's a bitter pill to take

Primary and secondary, some headaches belong to none
It's the stress and lows of life
Whether it be job, home, or people,
You just have to face head on

And here is my prescription for such times
Do the calms, defeat anxiety, then rest
If you doubt, here's what I'd say
I am but a doctor by day

I, you, they
People of demeanour
They are not artists;
Yet they painted me black

We, us, ours
People of expression
Not the way they said;
Yet, they misunderstood our character

Now, then, and again
People of intellect
They understood my personality;
Thus, they knew me beyond my flaws

Understanding, the highest level of prowess
Power to make sense out of no-sense
But even more, the ultimate secret of coexistence
If only we understood ourselves a bit more.