At last the doctor diagnosed the patient's mentality.
And the loved ones visit him daily at the hospital.
She too comes with a posy and reads the diagnose card,
'You must be very careful, don't take illicit liquor.
Stop smoking as it's very bad for stress.
I promise you that we can make our engagement soon you recover from this sickness.'
He thinks it's a practical joke and he closed his eyes.
The doctor came in and all the visitors left the premises.
The patient requests the doctor 'Please I beg you sir
That if you can give me a medical certificate saying
I am not fit for a marriage for the lifetime.'
nimal dunuhinga
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/post-traumatic-stress-disorder/
