Hands That Heal

I have seen the world through broken eyes,
Where silence screams and reason dies,
Yet even there, beneath the pain,
A trembling soul still seeks the rain.

I do not ask for thanks or name,
For love is never born of fame
Each drop of kindness that we give,
Becomes the reason hearts still live.

If madness walks, I walk beside,
No judgment there, no hate to hide.
For every wound I’ve tried to seal,
I’ve learned, it’s love that truly heals

Mohan Maharana is a renowned social worker dedicated to humanitarian service and community upliftment. Over the years, he has personally helped more than 2,000 mentally ill individuals find treatment, dignity, and hope. His current focus lies in promoting voluntary blood donation and raising awareness about its life-saving importance. Beyond his social work, he also serves as the Global Director of the World Union of Poets, contributing to the union’s mission of uniting voices across cultures through poetry and compassion.