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.
Holes
Healing takes time
and not just
a little bit
Feeding
blank lines
on industry slips we
print
Leaflets
passed out
across the
classroom
Knees bent
buckled down for
the tragic truth
to be dropped on us
in front of em all
And we laugh em back off.
Just type it up as
a twist
and a turn
and a loop
It's no use
to you anymore
go home to the
hole
you were fucking puked right down
into
Now you'll ...
and not just
a little bit
Feeding
blank lines
on industry slips we
Leaflets
passed out
across the
classroom
Knees bent
buckled down for
the tragic truth
to be dropped on us
in front of em all
And we laugh em back off.
Just type it up as
a twist
and a turn
and a loop
It's no use
to you anymore
go home to the
hole
you were fucking puked right down
into
Now you'll ...
#ghosts
#freedom
#cancer
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Deceased For A Decade
He was my dad but his life came to an end.
He died and I would never see him again.
He perished after months of receiving chemotherapy.
He had Leukemia and is buried in Sneedville, Tennessee.
He was a hard worker and he worked hard for many years.
Cancer made him become ill and he died just like I feared.
He died ten years ago today on the 13th of July.
It is always sad and tragic when a parent dies.
He died and I would never see him again.
He perished after months of receiving chemotherapy.
He had Leukemia and is buried in Sneedville, Tennessee.
He was a hard worker and he worked hard for many years.
Cancer made him become ill and he died just like I feared.
He died ten years ago today on the 13th of July.
It is always sad and tragic when a parent dies.
#father
#death
#anniversary
#cancer
#nonfiction
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Investing In A Fabolous You
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We are official in the summer season, daisy dukes, bikinis, swim parties, beaches, amusement parks, and water parks therefore, let’s make this a healthy summer for all.
Sunscreen lotion for any long-term exposure to the sun
If you have a pool indoor/outdoor, make sure you have proper covering when not in usage,
in addition, if children are swimming make sure they have floats on,...
#women
#TruthOfLife
#feminism
#support
#cancer
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For Sophia
Hey cancer
Are you in there?
Spreading your tentacles
Getting ready for the massacre
Yeah. FUCK OFF.
And grow a pair
You are not welcome here
I’m going to reach inside
and pull you the fuck outta me
I’m coming to get you
Run and hide
I know it’s hurting
I know you’re in camouflage
So you can stealth spread
All around my liver and bones and brain
Like a big ole cancer goulash stew
Dripping with blood and cells and gristle and pieces of teeth and fluid that shouldn’t be there
I...
Are you in there?
Spreading your tentacles
Getting ready for the massacre
Yeah. FUCK OFF.
And grow a pair
You are not welcome here
I’m going to reach inside
and pull you the fuck outta me
I’m coming to get you
Run and hide
I know it’s hurting
I know you’re in camouflage
So you can stealth spread
All around my liver and bones and brain
Like a big ole cancer goulash stew
Dripping with blood and cells and gristle and pieces of teeth and fluid that shouldn’t be there
I...
#strength
#courage
#LifeChangingMoment #cancer
#LifeChangingMoment #cancer
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face no. 1
my face has cancer
i mean literally
this hole in my jaw
that just bleeds
and bleeds
it looks like
i shot myself
and fucked that up
too
but i don't have the guts
for that
i want to pretend
like that's a thumbprint
from god
where he made me
with loving hands
a unique and tender soul
worthy of love
but who stops in a museum
to study defects
and what kind of sculptor
leaves a thumbprint
on the face?
i mean literally
this hole in my jaw
that just bleeds
and bleeds
it looks like
i shot myself
and fucked that up
too
but i don't have the guts
for that
i want to pretend
like that's a thumbprint
from god
where he made me
with loving hands
a unique and tender soul
worthy of love
but who stops in a museum
to study defects
and what kind of sculptor
leaves a thumbprint
on the face?
#myself
#cancer
#SelfWorth
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We can go through cancer, my dear!
Don't give up, my dear sunshine;
your pain is like a knife to me,
your weary face expecting times,
when healthy you will be.
You are a hero on a quest
to regain your cozy smile,
and may your eyes find rest
but because they are alive;
beyond the lengthy struggle,
when each second is eternal,
hopeful trouble; gently huggle
me, in my love maternal.
Love that won't give up;
for we will find the root...
when the horror stops
you'll win a fresh route... ...
your pain is like a knife to me,
your weary face expecting times,
when healthy you will be.
You are a hero on a quest
to regain your cozy smile,
and may your eyes find rest
but because they are alive;
beyond the lengthy struggle,
when each second is eternal,
hopeful trouble; gently huggle
me, in my love maternal.
Love that won't give up;
for we will find the root...
when the horror stops
you'll win a fresh route... ...
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#cancer
#determination
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Waiting In The Wings
I dreamt we sobbed together.
Anger stood at the top of the stairs and yelled at us.
We ignored it, told it to go away.
We were overcome with grief.
The miles driven, the time taken, the sacrifice.
The gut aches, the pain, that burned out feeling.
The smells, the sights and sounds, the compassion offered.
The welcomed prayers and hope for another chance at health.
And if that doesn’t come, then what did we learn?
What inside us carries us through the sadness?
Why do we suffer in the name of madness?
Is it all worth it?
...
Anger stood at the top of the stairs and yelled at us.
We ignored it, told it to go away.
We were overcome with grief.
The miles driven, the time taken, the sacrifice.
The gut aches, the pain, that burned out feeling.
The smells, the sights and sounds, the compassion offered.
The welcomed prayers and hope for another chance at health.
And if that doesn’t come, then what did we learn?
What inside us carries us through the sadness?
Why do we suffer in the name of madness?
Is it all worth it?
...
#spiritual
#illness
#healing #cancer
#healing #cancer
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My cancer superhero
A sudden glimpse of trains is hitting
but the avenue is rainy, colder
than my hopes that, weeping,
give you my homely shoulder.
Years passing in the mirror,
a reflection of a retro car,
is your death approaching near?
My cancer hero superstar.
A nebulae fogging eyes,
fragile guitar resting shyly,
politely my heart ignites
your gentleness but why...him?
You never loved as kindly
yet caressed my hoping face.
A videotape is now rewinding,
after disappearance erased.
Your lengthy hair fell down, ...
but the avenue is rainy, colder
than my hopes that, weeping,
give you my homely shoulder.
Years passing in the mirror,
a reflection of a retro car,
is your death approaching near?
My cancer hero superstar.
A nebulae fogging eyes,
fragile guitar resting shyly,
politely my heart ignites
your gentleness but why...him?
You never loved as kindly
yet caressed my hoping face.
A videotape is now rewinding,
after disappearance erased.
Your lengthy hair fell down, ...
#love
#grief
#hope
#cancer
#fear
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Honduran Angel
Honduran Angel
“You haven’t cast your shadow in our doorway in two years. But it is Christmas and you are my gift.”
“If I’d waited any longer it might have been too late.”
“You mean I might have moved on. Trust me, I am part of the furniture here. There is no chance of me leaving.”
“No, I meant there is a chance that I might move from this earth.”
“Don’t tell me you would off yourself. You should never have left me. I heal your mind.”
“That never crossed my mind. I have a lump on my forearm.”
“My Mom was a...
“You haven’t cast your shadow in our doorway in two years. But it is Christmas and you are my gift.”
“If I’d waited any longer it might have been too late.”
“You mean I might have moved on. Trust me, I am part of the furniture here. There is no chance of me leaving.”
“No, I meant there is a chance that I might move from this earth.”
“Don’t tell me you would off yourself. You should never have left me. I heal your mind.”
“That never crossed my mind. I have a lump on my forearm.”
“My Mom was a...
#romantic
#dreams
#food
#crush
#cancer
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Flawed
Scarred
Altered
Damaged
Cursed
Confused
Thrown
Enraged
Screwed
Blithe
Unkind
Harsh
Life
Altered
Damaged
Cursed
Confused
Thrown
Enraged
Screwed
Blithe
Unkind
Harsh
Life
#cancer
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You
Restless I lay here
Yesterday on repeat
Don't regret
regret
regret
Should, would, could
Questioning decisions made
Please shut up
shut up
shut up
Relax and breath
Close eye's tight
Don't get up
get up
get up
Things did and didn't
But always remember
How I loved
I loved
I loved
You.
Yesterday on repeat
Don't regret
regret
regret
Should, would, could
Questioning decisions made
Please shut up
shut up
shut up
Relax and breath
Close eye's tight
Don't get up
get up
get up
Things did and didn't
But always remember
How I loved
I loved
I loved
You.
#cancer
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Today I Saw a Man Who Should Not Die
Today I saw a man who should not die,
he wore the cuffs and shackles of white gown care,
thin fingers
fondling the button that triggers the pump
that feeds him smiles.
He bared his chest to show us the pipes
of great science running through him,
the pipes that feed him smiles.
Today I saw a man who sees pain
walking about the room, he has studied
and mastered it: when to press the button
to stop
the demon from jumping onto his bed
and still remain awake -- to dream.
...
he wore the cuffs and shackles of white gown care,
thin fingers
fondling the button that triggers the pump
that feeds him smiles.
He bared his chest to show us the pipes
of great science running through him,
the pipes that feed him smiles.
Today I saw a man who sees pain
walking about the room, he has studied
and mastered it: when to press the button
to stop
the demon from jumping onto his bed
and still remain awake -- to dream.
...
#sadness
#love
#regret
#death
#cancer
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