Poems about Cancer
#cancer
Poems about cancer, here you'll find poetry written by those affected by cancer. Poems about having cancer and the treatment process, and poetry about the grief and pain of losing a loved one to cancer. Also poetry of hope; about raising awareness and surviving cancer.
LennyBlue
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 1:38pm
19th Nov 2024 1:38pm
I’m Going To Die of Lung Cancer
Woke up dreams in my head
I didn't realize I was dead.
In the dream, I was three,
Why’s that lady touching me?
Then i was a eight years old,
blood dripping in dirty white snow.
Laying on Doctor Dubins table,
Stiching my nose, staying quite stable.
At thirteen became a man,
Parents fighting, couldn't understand.
Dad walks out it was winter,
He would never come back for mom’s dinner.
Made it into an art high school,
Played harmonica , felt so cool.
Loved girls, but they didnt love me,
Played my music felt lonely. ...
I didn't realize I was dead.
In the dream, I was three,
Why’s that lady touching me?
Then i was a eight years old,
blood dripping in dirty white snow.
Laying on Doctor Dubins table,
Stiching my nose, staying quite stable.
At thirteen became a man,
Parents fighting, couldn't understand.
Dad walks out it was winter,
He would never come back for mom’s dinner.
Made it into an art high school,
Played harmonica , felt so cool.
Loved girls, but they didnt love me,
Played my music felt lonely. ...
#abuse
#cancer
#death
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 9:47pm
10th Nov 2024 9:47pm
Lie in Wait
It slowly creeps in the shadows undetected
All the while everything on the surface seems fine
Even as the body fights it becomes subjected
To something sinister that at first seemed so benign
The fatal disease then spreads quickly without control
Destroying and consuming everything in its path
Even though warning signs may whisper it to the soul
The mind doesn’t want to realize it or do the math
The victim becomes brittle at the core, to the bone
Not realizing what it’s done until it’s too late
And all the medicine won’t help...
All the while everything on the surface seems fine
Even as the body fights it becomes subjected
To something sinister that at first seemed so benign
The fatal disease then spreads quickly without control
Destroying and consuming everything in its path
Even though warning signs may whisper it to the soul
The mind doesn’t want to realize it or do the math
The victim becomes brittle at the core, to the bone
Not realizing what it’s done until it’s too late
And all the medicine won’t help...
#CallToAction
#cancer
#hope #LifeStruggles
#hope #LifeStruggles
105 reads
6 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 4:04am
8th Nov 2024 4:04am
HALFWAY THERE (I)-(original draft) (East Flagship Hotel Pier Jetty, Galveston Island Texas; 1-29-1997)
i took a trolley
to the beach
walked out to the end of a jetty
gazed numbly out over
this vast gulf of mexico s
seemingly endless horizon
then silently thought to myself
halfway there
to the beach
walked out to the end of a jetty
gazed numbly out over
this vast gulf of mexico s
seemingly endless horizon
then silently thought to myself
halfway there
#cancer
#depression
#disability
#illness
#PTSD
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Ashleysworld
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 1:36pm
26th Oct 2024 1:36pm
The power of three
Saving lives for three seasons,
Why did you go? I need a reason,
The power of three,
Will set us free,
You're stronger than I could ever be,
No one can save you,
No one can replace you,
Even when your hair was falling out,
You were still perfect to me No doubt,
The power of three was on your side,
Why is it the good ones who always die?
You said goodbye to everyone you knew,
Cancer will never be stronger than you,
Book of shadows full of spells,
I'm missing you Miss halliwell,
When You took your last...
Why did you go? I need a reason,
The power of three,
Will set us free,
You're stronger than I could ever be,
No one can save you,
No one can replace you,
Even when your hair was falling out,
You were still perfect to me No doubt,
The power of three was on your side,
Why is it the good ones who always die?
You said goodbye to everyone you knew,
Cancer will never be stronger than you,
Book of shadows full of spells,
I'm missing you Miss halliwell,
When You took your last...
#cancer
#death
#sadness
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ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 6:58am
16th Oct 2024 6:58am
Illnesses of Mass Destruction
Face to face with life
Am I the blessing or the curse
Weary in the valley
Lost for the temporal beauty of the shadow
Trying to find the words to say it all
Make sense of it and find my peace again
I write letters in a perpetual state of transition
Shouting into the void, the echoes of anguish and hopes that fluctuate between confidence and question
Caught in the in between
Trying to find a sense of home in a world that I don’t belong
Hungry is my exile heart, banished by sabotaged and betrayed affections
As I oscillate between...
Am I the blessing or the curse
Weary in the valley
Lost for the temporal beauty of the shadow
Trying to find the words to say it all
Make sense of it and find my peace again
I write letters in a perpetual state of transition
Shouting into the void, the echoes of anguish and hopes that fluctuate between confidence and question
Caught in the in between
Trying to find a sense of home in a world that I don’t belong
Hungry is my exile heart, banished by sabotaged and betrayed affections
As I oscillate between...
#addiction
#cancer
#Christian
#mother
#sadness
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2 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 4:17am
7th Sep 2024 4:17am
LIKE LACTOSE LAVA FLOW (11-9-1995; Galveston Island, Texas)
wordz circle
wordz spiral
in thermal helixez
like spiraling d n a
as they drift and fall out
of mind z sky z
in a sudden spontaneous
gushing release
of incontinent subliminal wordz
in theze frequent language spillz
az iz the case
in this one here
like lactoze lava flow
like the black ink buzzardz they are
opportunistically scavenging themzelvez
and anything else
they can sink their insatiable
lettered teeth into
az an effectively therapeutic
survival strategic devize
to pick my life...
wordz spiral
in thermal helixez
like spiraling d n a
as they drift and fall out
of mind z sky z
in a sudden spontaneous
gushing release
of incontinent subliminal wordz
in theze frequent language spillz
az iz the case
in this one here
like lactoze lava flow
like the black ink buzzardz they are
opportunistically scavenging themzelvez
and anything else
they can sink their insatiable
lettered teeth into
az an effectively therapeutic
survival strategic devize
to pick my life...
#cancer
#fate
#PTSD
#rebirth
#spiritual
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Honoria
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 11:49am
20th Aug 2024 11:49am
The Cycling Self
There is an
emptiness
that never
seems to…
empty…
itself
No matter
the groups
or therapies
encountered
to relieve
A pain
Always present
in some niggling
manner I loathe
because
I thought
I conquered it
Finding peace
in nature
and gratitude
amongst loved ones
can ease
the burden
of this…
Cross
BUT
It’s ever present
and always
carried
on my
Left
shoulder
...
emptiness
that never
seems to…
empty…
itself
No matter
the groups
or therapies
encountered
to relieve
A pain
Always present
in some niggling
manner I loathe
because
I thought
I conquered it
Finding peace
in nature
and gratitude
amongst loved ones
can ease
the burden
of this…
Cross
BUT
It’s ever present
and always
carried
on my
Left
shoulder
...
#betrayal
#cancer
#marriage #WritingPoetry
#marriage #WritingPoetry
417 reads
48 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 1:18am
19th Aug 2024 1:18am
YOU HAVE TO KEEP ON PUSHING
From the deepness of my own life to the very, trials and tribulation, that I had to and still have to deal with in this life. I've learned to take it one day at a time.⌚ For no matter what I have to go through, there are yet somethings that will change me, in ways that I couldn't even imagine. But yet as we exchange the deepness of our own thoughts, that journey and travel and walk will seem like the longest walk, I've done in my lifetime. But yet I must understand that there, will be challenges that will test my strength, and my courage to go through the process of the hurt and pain...
#cancer
#illness
#MentalHealth
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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PAR
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 2:20pm
6th Aug 2024 2:20pm
The Curious Crab Man
In a world of men who walk so straight
there’s one who sidesteps, never waits.
With a shell so tough yet heart of wonders,
he’s the curious charming Crab Man.
He scuttles through life with a sideways dance,
in tidal pools, he loves to fence.
With pincers sharp and eyes that gleam,
he’s more than just a seaside being.
His stories are of ocean’s weep,
of treasures found and secrets deep.
He knows the waves, the moonlit tides,
in his crabby ways, true wisdom hides.
He’s patiently waiting for the tide,
with a calm...
there’s one who sidesteps, never waits.
With a shell so tough yet heart of wonders,
he’s the curious charming Crab Man.
He scuttles through life with a sideways dance,
in tidal pools, he loves to fence.
With pincers sharp and eyes that gleam,
he’s more than just a seaside being.
His stories are of ocean’s weep,
of treasures found and secrets deep.
He knows the waves, the moonlit tides,
in his crabby ways, true wisdom hides.
He’s patiently waiting for the tide,
with a calm...
#astrology
#beach
#cancer
#moon
#sea
97 reads
4 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 2:37pm
20th Jul 2024 2:37pm
Last Sex
Her doctor looked at us both after Susan whispered the question. “Yes, you can still be intimate together. But think of life in terms of weeks from this point on. Treasure each moment.”
Susan looked at me with redness in her eyes. I felt like crying but didn’t.
We acted on the doctor’s orders that very night. Our bedroom was silent except for our breaths, mingling in this space that was ours alone for the last three years. As we made love, it was gentle, a whisper of what we once had. Her eyes were closed.
I placed myself over her carefully and tenderly...
Susan looked at me with redness in her eyes. I felt like crying but didn’t.
We acted on the doctor’s orders that very night. Our bedroom was silent except for our breaths, mingling in this space that was ours alone for the last three years. As we made love, it was gentle, a whisper of what we once had. Her eyes were closed.
I placed myself over her carefully and tenderly...
#cancer
#illness
#sex
279 reads
6 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
13th Jul 2024 3:01pm
13th Jul 2024 3:01pm
11 Years Ago
Something happened eleven years ago that was sad.
After he battled Leukemia for many months, I lost Dad.
I thought he'd live longer but he died at the age of sixty-five.
He took chemotherapy for over 18 months but he could no longer survive.
When he died, I had to say goodbye.
I lost him in 2013 on the 13th of July.
Dad couldn't beat Leukemia even though he tried.
It was terrible because 11 years ago today, he died.
After he battled Leukemia for many months, I lost Dad.
I thought he'd live longer but he died at the age of sixty-five.
He took chemotherapy for over 18 months but he could no longer survive.
When he died, I had to say goodbye.
I lost him in 2013 on the 13th of July.
Dad couldn't beat Leukemia even though he tried.
It was terrible because 11 years ago today, he died.
#anniversary
#cancer
#death
#father
#nonfiction
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Jun 2024 11:34pm
16th Jun 2024 11:34pm
Hydrangeas
She was a good wife
Married for over 40 years
She was warm, considerate and always willing & able to help someone
Her talent was making beautiful, colorful gardens all around her property
She also donated her time to the arboretum
This year things have been different for her
She was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer
Her ability to work on the yard and create beautiful, majestic gardens have been impossible
She's very ill
She can't maneuver like she use to
Her husband doesn't have a green thumb
For the 1st time in over 40 years,...
Married for over 40 years
She was warm, considerate and always willing & able to help someone
Her talent was making beautiful, colorful gardens all around her property
She also donated her time to the arboretum
This year things have been different for her
She was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer
Her ability to work on the yard and create beautiful, majestic gardens have been impossible
She's very ill
She can't maneuver like she use to
Her husband doesn't have a green thumb
For the 1st time in over 40 years,...
#cancer
#flowers
#illness
#rebirth
#wife
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