Poems about Illness
#illness
Poems about illness, a collection of poetry dealing with physical illness, the affect on the sufferer and the lives of those close to them. Poems about illness includes poetry about cancer, life limiting injuries and terminal illnesses.
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
24th Sep 2020 10:45pm
24th Sep 2020 10:45pm
Like Dreams -
I am walking back
from a place I have never been,
scooping up angel wings
and placing them into piles,
now I watch the night glow
a strange mixture of colors,
I'm becoming fixated.
Even the moon and stars
race out of rhythm,
so meticulously burnt,
drawn out and wasted.
I finally meet someone
they never speak, only nodding,
not always in my direction
but it doesn't matter,
I cannot understand their language.
Some hide and weep,
some lay down
dreaming about fruit, ...
from a place I have never been,
scooping up angel wings
and placing them into piles,
now I watch the night glow
a strange mixture of colors,
I'm becoming fixated.
Even the moon and stars
race out of rhythm,
so meticulously burnt,
drawn out and wasted.
I finally meet someone
they never speak, only nodding,
not always in my direction
but it doesn't matter,
I cannot understand their language.
Some hide and weep,
some lay down
dreaming about fruit, ...
#insomnia
#illness
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
#disability
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JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 8:08pm
23rd Sep 2020 8:08pm
Sacrilegious Psycho'me'try of Sacred Cow Pi Geometry leads to Bovined Encephalopathic Spongiformations
Black Magic
How tragic
Fever, hemorrhagic
burns across your brow
Gored, your Sacred Cow
Learned a hard earned lesson
now didn't you?
Sickness
of a nameless demon
having traveled through
Ouija board from Nether Region
infecting your gourd
Oh, Lord!
How tragic
Fever, hemorrhagic
burns across your brow
Gored, your Sacred Cow
Learned a hard earned lesson
now didn't you?
Sickness
of a nameless demon
having traveled through
Ouija board from Nether Region
infecting your gourd
Oh, Lord!
#dark
#evil
#scary #illness
#scary #illness
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 6:18am
19th Sep 2020 6:18am
Sometimes A Great, (Bedamned) Notion........Comes Over Me.
Look'it them buckets of indispensable dope/drugs,
dropping off
dropping off the table edge, down to the floor, and
being so clever as to hide under the rug, just in case
a copper should happen by the premises. But, as it goes,
said copper do naught would give-a-shit, turning that
proverbial blind'eye to all these essential nutrients
in convenient, encapsulated form, (encapsulated)
With a single misstep, one could hint an oral stercoraceous
odor, without the benefit of antiseptic rinse, such an affliction
could travel from bad...
dropping off
dropping off the table edge, down to the floor, and
being so clever as to hide under the rug, just in case
a copper should happen by the premises. But, as it goes,
said copper do naught would give-a-shit, turning that
proverbial blind'eye to all these essential nutrients
in convenient, encapsulated form, (encapsulated)
With a single misstep, one could hint an oral stercoraceous
odor, without the benefit of antiseptic rinse, such an affliction
could travel from bad...
#sadness
#death
#dogs
#drugs
#illness
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 11:42pm
17th Sep 2020 11:42pm
A Prayer for Sick and Lonely, (both forsaken From God's GOOD Graces).
A'times the lonely get sick,
A'times the sick be lonely,
Sometimes the lonely are sick,
And ViceVersa.
(Are you sick? Are You lonely?
You can tell me.
I'm avid supporter [& participant] of both.
Sicklonely Lonelysick and so'forth)
A'times the sick must kill the lonely.
A'times the lonely will pummel the sick
in their sick'beds with base'ball bats, hammers,
axes, dove feathers, and what-have-You.
(Sometimes the earth itself seems sick,
seems lonely).
A'times the...
A'times the sick be lonely,
Sometimes the lonely are sick,
And ViceVersa.
(Are you sick? Are You lonely?
You can tell me.
I'm avid supporter [& participant] of both.
Sicklonely Lonelysick and so'forth)
A'times the sick must kill the lonely.
A'times the lonely will pummel the sick
in their sick'beds with base'ball bats, hammers,
axes, dove feathers, and what-have-You.
(Sometimes the earth itself seems sick,
seems lonely).
A'times the...
#happiness
#loneliness
#illness
#gratitude
#suffering
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4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 1:34am
15th Sep 2020 1:34am
Premonition
She said she had a dream -
She was the queen of the parade
With a full view of everyone…
Her funeral procession
Was attended by everyone
Her final resting place - on top of a hill
Overlooks the town
She was the queen of the parade
With a full view of everyone…
Her funeral procession
Was attended by everyone
Her final resting place - on top of a hill
Overlooks the town
#sadness
#death
#illness #MentalHealth
#illness #MentalHealth
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LennyBlue
Poem Published
14th Sep 2020 3:23pm
14th Sep 2020 3:23pm
Death Is Easy
I googled my mind
but then it cRASheD,
deleted words ,
unabashed.
I sp0ke some words
but it came out wrong ,
It sounded like , a , broken , song.
An alphabet where "Z" comes first ,
with some numbers throw in with every verse.
Doctors ask
"what's my name, who's the president"
Is this a game?
Images in the mirror fill me with fear,
Why do I walk around with no underwear?
A well written poem lies on an old table,
A document of proof that you were once stable.
The long goodbye couldn't come sooner,
You got...
but then it cRASheD,
deleted words ,
unabashed.
I sp0ke some words
but it came out wrong ,
It sounded like , a , broken , song.
An alphabet where "Z" comes first ,
with some numbers throw in with every verse.
Doctors ask
"what's my name, who's the president"
Is this a game?
Images in the mirror fill me with fear,
Why do I walk around with no underwear?
A well written poem lies on an old table,
A document of proof that you were once stable.
The long goodbye couldn't come sooner,
You got...
#sadness
#mother
#family
#illness
#MentalHealth
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2020 5:07pm
3rd Sep 2020 5:07pm
When (my) Life Was Viable
when when when'when. (indeed) when
( was it ? )
May been some time after Hiroshima after Nagasaki.
Nuclear
fallout
on an Oct'51 conception.
~ nuclear fall'out ~ blown by wind-power
said I during
a quick flash of blindness.
The Earth was still a'tremblin' six years later.
But I know of no one else having reported
a like'wise sensation.
A broken Heart.....A failing Heart.....A Heart damaged ...
( was it ? )
May been some time after Hiroshima after Nagasaki.
Nuclear
fallout
on an Oct'51 conception.
~ nuclear fall'out ~ blown by wind-power
said I during
a quick flash of blindness.
The Earth was still a'tremblin' six years later.
But I know of no one else having reported
a like'wise sensation.
A broken Heart.....A failing Heart.....A Heart damaged ...
#heartbroken
#death
#LifeStruggles
#illness
#aging
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2020 5:01am
3rd Sep 2020 5:01am
Thin veil
heaviness eclipses
weighs down
drowning
without a sound
swim in my panicked fear
erudition
is blinded
lost amongst
those short sighted
how my anger spites them
tears roll
down
my cheeks
frustration heady
i'm so weak
hide my
sunken worry
as sickness
looms, it's blurry
an unknown
horizon
such gnawing
—tortured insides
all the pain
and uncertainty
'testing' pure...
weighs down
drowning
without a sound
swim in my panicked fear
erudition
is blinded
lost amongst
those short sighted
how my anger spites them
tears roll
down
my cheeks
frustration heady
i'm so weak
hide my
sunken worry
as sickness
looms, it's blurry
an unknown
horizon
such gnawing
—tortured insides
all the pain
and uncertainty
'testing' pure...
#anxiety
#love
#hope
#courage
#illness
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22 Comments
tomgoonery
Tommy.
Tommy.
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2020 7:26am
2nd Sep 2020 7:26am
The Virus
My lungs ache, and I can't even breathe.
I'm young; this ain't how I envisioned it'd be.
But since I was already dying, the virus only brought me closer to death.
It's the drugs and my lousy decisions that got me into this mess.
But I'm gasping for air, and I can't even move.
I'm a fuckin' vegetable that gotta pee from a tube.
I can't taste food, that's my only comfort.
Can't bust a nut, that's the real bummer.
All my nutrition is coming from a fuckin' IV.
Just a week ago, I'd never thought this the place that I'd be.
Can't lift a...
I'm young; this ain't how I envisioned it'd be.
But since I was already dying, the virus only brought me closer to death.
It's the drugs and my lousy decisions that got me into this mess.
But I'm gasping for air, and I can't even move.
I'm a fuckin' vegetable that gotta pee from a tube.
I can't taste food, that's my only comfort.
Can't bust a nut, that's the real bummer.
All my nutrition is coming from a fuckin' IV.
Just a week ago, I'd never thought this the place that I'd be.
Can't lift a...
#rhyming
#illness
#MentalHealth
#despair
#suffering
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Taurek
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2020 4:15am
2nd Sep 2020 4:15am
kobra cai
imagine if you just
got rid of
it
got rid of
it
#dreams
#illness
#nightmares
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2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 8:13pm
31st Aug 2020 8:13pm
Ode To (my old pal) Willie Jim (1842-1910)
>>William James[u] was diagnosed with neurasthenia, which he nicknamed ‘’Americanitis,’’ and was quoted as saying, "I take it that no man is educated who has never dallied with the thought of suicide." <<
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We (two old men) waited at the garden gate
for the girls to come back
with their life-affirming
qualities
that were kinda lost to the type of two-old-men that ...
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We (two old men) waited at the garden gate
for the girls to come back
with their life-affirming
qualities
that were kinda lost to the type of two-old-men that ...
#anxiety
#depression
#death
#illness
#MentalHealth
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 4:56am
30th Aug 2020 4:56am
Vascular Proceedure Unto Neuropathy (and Beyond)
Oh, swollen foot fulla
odd sensations.
Neuropathy, they call it.
Leftover from "a proceedure"
that was necessary to "Save(my)Life"
from the evil bloodclot circulating
in my little system, poised to kill
at any given moment, (any taken moment).
Jeez, it might scare off thee Guardian Angel (who
th'hell thought that one up? ), which has been duly
appointed to protect my body and soul, leaving my
sorry ass to the whims of mortality.
Give me vascular procedure, or give me death !
Can ye see...
odd sensations.
Neuropathy, they call it.
Leftover from "a proceedure"
that was necessary to "Save(my)Life"
from the evil bloodclot circulating
in my little system, poised to kill
at any given moment, (any taken moment).
Jeez, it might scare off thee Guardian Angel (who
th'hell thought that one up? ), which has been duly
appointed to protect my body and soul, leaving my
sorry ass to the whims of mortality.
Give me vascular procedure, or give me death !
Can ye see...
#death
#angels
#drugs
#illness
#SelfDiscovery
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