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.
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
5th Dec 2019 9:26pm
5th Dec 2019 9:26pm
Computing problems with an Acoustic Neuroma
I saved my mind to a memory stick
so I can reboot in case I get sick.
My version control says don't ask me
and I've started to sing in MP3.
Each time I try to call out a name
I ask for a password and start again.
My memories can't play or walk straight anymore
because I don't have a driver for an MP4.
Sometimes little sounds keep coming back
but it's usually just the audio track.
I'm beginning to think my file is corrupt
as most of my speech is foul and abrupt.
The surgeon says she can...
so I can reboot in case I get sick.
My version control says don't ask me
and I've started to sing in MP3.
Each time I try to call out a name
I ask for a password and start again.
My memories can't play or walk straight anymore
because I don't have a driver for an MP4.
Sometimes little sounds keep coming back
but it's usually just the audio track.
I'm beginning to think my file is corrupt
as most of my speech is foul and abrupt.
The surgeon says she can...
#illness
#disability
23 reads
3 Comments
snugglebuck
Poem Published
29th Nov 2019 9:38pm
29th Nov 2019 9:38pm
Why I Write
I write to please
A selfish need
I write to relieve
Anger, loneliness, illness
Writing grants me release
With ink I choose to bleed
The pain inside of me
Writing is a catharsis, indeed
A selfish need
I write to relieve
Anger, loneliness, illness
Writing grants me release
With ink I choose to bleed
The pain inside of me
Writing is a catharsis, indeed
#anxiety
#bipolar
#LifeAsAWriter
#illness
#apathy
64 reads
12 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
27th Nov 2019 5:11am
27th Nov 2019 5:11am
Warmth Is Drugs
Likability is for
Serial killers
“The tv’s got a
Newspaper
On it!”
We all got our
Diseases
We all got our
Reasons
We all got
Indiscretions
We can’t exactly
Explain
Away
I was at the
Bachelor party,
But I won’t be at
the wedding
I’m less than
Four months
Away from the
Unemployment
Line
And I’m sitting
Here watching
YouTube clips,
Smoking weed,
Drinking vodka,
And writing
This
I’ll be done ...
Serial killers
“The tv’s got a
Newspaper
On it!”
We all got our
Diseases
We all got our
Reasons
We all got
Indiscretions
We can’t exactly
Explain
Away
I was at the
Bachelor party,
But I won’t be at
the wedding
I’m less than
Four months
Away from the
Unemployment
Line
And I’m sitting
Here watching
YouTube clips,
Smoking weed,
Drinking vodka,
And writing
This
I’ll be done ...
#marriage
#murder
#technology
#drugs
#illness
56 reads
4 Comments
crowfly
Poem Published
21st Nov 2019 11:50pm
21st Nov 2019 11:50pm
May Cause Drowsiness
Consuming far too many pills
Going back for more refills
The doctor and the pharmacy
Seem to think they set me free
But the symptoms do persist
And drug abuse? I must resist
One more of my preferred med
Will guarantee I'll end up dead
Most of them just induce sleep
What I dream, so may I reap
Better than the waking hours
The loss of strength, diminished powers
But I lay still in the night
Taking heart, if not delight
Knowing that I will discover
A means by which I will recover.
Going back for more refills
The doctor and the pharmacy
Seem to think they set me free
But the symptoms do persist
And drug abuse? I must resist
One more of my preferred med
Will guarantee I'll end up dead
Most of them just induce sleep
What I dream, so may I reap
Better than the waking hours
The loss of strength, diminished powers
But I lay still in the night
Taking heart, if not delight
Knowing that I will discover
A means by which I will recover.
#illness
82 reads
10 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 2:28am
16th Nov 2019 2:28am
Winter 2019: Viral
My lips, cracked open like doorways to richer gatherings, emit light fluid
as two sunken eyes, peering onto a backlit screen, are hidden amongst
a raw nose, eardrums beating beneath water, temples in need of a drain.
I hate the flu.
Kids are so damn infectious, I say, as mine avoids it while I have it -
thanks to a nasal spray this season.
I just want to sleep, believe me,
I tried before I came here.
It swallowed me whole, turning and turning again within a burrow of blockage,
everything aching even blackness not leading to relief. ...
as two sunken eyes, peering onto a backlit screen, are hidden amongst
a raw nose, eardrums beating beneath water, temples in need of a drain.
I hate the flu.
Kids are so damn infectious, I say, as mine avoids it while I have it -
thanks to a nasal spray this season.
I just want to sleep, believe me,
I tried before I came here.
It swallowed me whole, turning and turning again within a burrow of blockage,
everything aching even blackness not leading to relief. ...
#illness
#sleep
44 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 2:38pm
11th Nov 2019 2:38pm
Is It Worth All The Fuss And Bother ?**
* ("Ubetca, Pooky ! ")
PHOTO: "Never Again" SP by Dan Kozak, 2012
Worth a life, living worthy
(in) a life, a'live
worthy life worth worth a life's worth
livinglivingliving of
how
do
we live here?
defiling?
destroying?
Godfather(goddessMother) redeem yourself in
some possibility.
We've destroyed truth, as
...
PHOTO: "Never Again" SP by Dan Kozak, 2012
Worth a life, living worthy
(in) a life, a'live
worthy life worth worth a life's worth
livinglivingliving of
how
do
we live here?
defiling?
destroying?
Godfather(goddessMother) redeem yourself in
some possibility.
We've destroyed truth, as
...
#lies
#God
#illness
#honesty
#pagan
91 reads
3 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 6:34pm
6th Nov 2019 6:34pm
August Rain
Begging for sleep, his eyes roll again,
pain keeps them from slumber.
She washes cups in the kitchen,
what else can she do?
He did ask for something,
when his voice could be heard,
a prayer for August rain.
Heat brings a bad day for suffering
but she recalls the whispered request
and meets me on the lawn.
Me, a simple hosepipe,
my snake belly, needing to be filled
so water can become my tongue.
holding my head in her hand,
she looks to his bedroom
and turns the tap.
My inside fills to burst, ...
pain keeps them from slumber.
She washes cups in the kitchen,
what else can she do?
He did ask for something,
when his voice could be heard,
a prayer for August rain.
Heat brings a bad day for suffering
but she recalls the whispered request
and meets me on the lawn.
Me, a simple hosepipe,
my snake belly, needing to be filled
so water can become my tongue.
holding my head in her hand,
she looks to his bedroom
and turns the tap.
My inside fills to burst, ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#illness
48 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 11:22pm
4th Nov 2019 11:22pm
reality check
savage pain rips through my belly
my stomach loudly rumbles
it's the sound of death ravaging my insides
every time I eat I fear
the pain is coming and I know it
grumble, roar...
I lie in bed at night my husband listens
he silently cries
what was once embarrassingly funny
is now all too real symptoms
toxic smell fills the room
I have no more energy to expend
even drugs are failing to keep me marching
and he knows my days are numbered
I don't worry about myself today
I'm actually...
my stomach loudly rumbles
it's the sound of death ravaging my insides
every time I eat I fear
the pain is coming and I know it
grumble, roar...
I lie in bed at night my husband listens
he silently cries
what was once embarrassingly funny
is now all too real symptoms
toxic smell fills the room
I have no more energy to expend
even drugs are failing to keep me marching
and he knows my days are numbered
I don't worry about myself today
I'm actually...
#sadness
#love
#husband #illness
#husband #illness
147 reads
22 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 8:03pm
4th Nov 2019 8:03pm
the next episode
an eighties child...a chic mod
listening to Prince and Bowie
watching ET. Pretty in Pink, The Breakfast Club, the Goonies
preppies sporting Izods and members-only jackets
dreaming of living in Malibu and going to Pepperdine college
Reaganomics and D.A.R.E or drug abuse resistance education
it didn't work on me
I had a wild streak
I dare to try heroin at seventeen
I dare to investigate the seedy side of life first hand
by age eighteen I was on methadone
fighting a hardcore addiction
that...
listening to Prince and Bowie
watching ET. Pretty in Pink, The Breakfast Club, the Goonies
preppies sporting Izods and members-only jackets
dreaming of living in Malibu and going to Pepperdine college
Reaganomics and D.A.R.E or drug abuse resistance education
it didn't work on me
I had a wild streak
I dare to try heroin at seventeen
I dare to investigate the seedy side of life first hand
by age eighteen I was on methadone
fighting a hardcore addiction
that...
#love
#death
#heroin
#addiction
#illness
121 reads
30 Comments
spectralfeline
vharlin
vharlin
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 5:10pm
4th Nov 2019 5:10pm
dear mother pt. 1
i can scarcely fathom, begin to unpack
the stars i once saw in your eyes, burnt out beyond repair
a husk of a once nurturing soul, now plagued
the voices, they come, they come from the abyss
and yet i cannot tell you, you won't comprehend what 'he'
he, who is he, what he desires.
t̸̝̻͉̚h̵͈͍͖̄a̴̡̩͑ť̷͈͊͐ ̸̯̯́̏͊ẉ̶̫̈h̸̥̝̦̽a̵̛̰̽t̵̖̱̉...
the stars i once saw in your eyes, burnt out beyond repair
a husk of a once nurturing soul, now plagued
the voices, they come, they come from the abyss
and yet i cannot tell you, you won't comprehend what 'he'
he, who is he, what he desires.
t̸̝̻͉̚h̵͈͍͖̄a̴̡̩͑ť̷͈͊͐ ̸̯̯́̏͊ẉ̶̫̈h̸̥̝̦̽a̵̛̰̽t̵̖̱̉...
#rejection
#parent
#family #illness
#family #illness
34 reads
0 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2019 8:42pm
3rd Nov 2019 8:42pm
Lessons in life (Part 1 Don't be a dickhead)
Mr Barker chose to teach, it didn’t choose him,
it laughed at him, pushed past him
showed him all its failed floors
and ugly scuffed rough corridors,
it spat manic in his face
tried to trip him, open his case.
He trembled and couldn’t control
the class or his body,
holding chalk was a chore.
I gave my advice for free,
keep away you tosser
before you infect me.
I was outside college
hugging coffee cups for warmth
as the elephant shuffled onto the ice.
It rattled like a witch doctor's bone bag ...
it laughed at him, pushed past him
showed him all its failed floors
and ugly scuffed rough corridors,
it spat manic in his face
tried to trip him, open his case.
He trembled and couldn’t control
the class or his body,
holding chalk was a chore.
I gave my advice for free,
keep away you tosser
before you infect me.
I was outside college
hugging coffee cups for warmth
as the elephant shuffled onto the ice.
It rattled like a witch doctor's bone bag ...
#teens
#LifeStruggles
#illness
83 reads
12 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2019 8:16am
3rd Nov 2019 8:16am
Fahrenheit
103.2°F/ 39.55°C
With me full drenched in my sick bed,
He murmurs, filled with a deep dread.
And cradles my head in his lap
As I still shake in fever’s trap.
Then weeping he descends in tears.
But all the same, I am still here,
I’ve battled hard between the years
I haven’t much time left, I fear.
But I am here a while I trust,
I need my faith in Christ, I must.
When things are bad the way is hard,
We walk and bleed as many scars.
My mental wanderings in place
See this much...
With me full drenched in my sick bed,
He murmurs, filled with a deep dread.
And cradles my head in his lap
As I still shake in fever’s trap.
Then weeping he descends in tears.
But all the same, I am still here,
I’ve battled hard between the years
I haven’t much time left, I fear.
But I am here a while I trust,
I need my faith in Christ, I must.
When things are bad the way is hard,
We walk and bleed as many scars.
My mental wanderings in place
See this much...
#love
#dreams
#night
#lover
#illness
116 reads
23 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems about Illness
