Of the narcissist
With a swollen pride, she walked
thinking like a daughter
of the moon, a sister of the roses.
She carried an air
of entitlement: "I deserve the best".
With the wont
of extracting, accepting, favours,
and gas-lighting: she fainly
exploited, manipulated others.
Cold as an icicle, she lacked
the empathy, unable to care
about the emotional needs
or experiences of others.
She always loved admiration. Her vices:
boastfulness, superficiality, lack
of intimacy, hesitations to apologise.
Oh, she thought she was beautiful,
a Cleopatra, with an Instagram profile.
She was oblivious
of the damage, her self-absorption
caused, to her relationships.
Like the lonely crows
of isolation, she had no close friends.
She only ran after the echoes
of her own voice; always
engrossed with the fantasies
of unlimited success, beauty, or ideal love.
Her haughty behaviour, a mask,
covering the fragile core
of her insecurities.
(this a small attempt to demystify narcissistic personality to raise awareness about this condition. This piece is a fictional account based on my encounter with various patients. People with narcissistic personality often have relationship problems but live unnoticed in the community without ever getting in contact with mental health services).
(Dr Javed Alam- a UK based Kashmiri poet and physician. He uses a pen name to separate his professional life from his literary work. He likes to write in the language of ordinary people, about their ordinary thoughts and about their ordinary insights. Dr Javed likes to use poetry to explore the philosophy of life, neurosciences and Kashmir. His work has been published in print and online literary journals as well as in anthologies in the UK, USA, India, Canada and Ireland. https://www.poeticnoesis.com/)
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