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.
PAR
Poem Published
Today 1:44pm
Today 1:44pm
Cervical Uncarthroses
I feel my body trampled,
like after a beating...
crawling on the ceiling!
The concrete sound of an insect
takes up the ear's time.
Blurred vision, and silly version,
of all components of a drug.
Unwanted cramps.
Tight muscle!
Tendons, tensions, tendons.
The cold air makes my neck hurt.
It's really, really, really cruel.
PAR
like after a beating...
crawling on the ceiling!
The concrete sound of an insect
takes up the ear's time.
Blurred vision, and silly version,
of all components of a drug.
Unwanted cramps.
Tight muscle!
Tendons, tensions, tendons.
The cold air makes my neck hurt.
It's really, really, really cruel.
PAR
#illness
#suffering
#hurt
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Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
1st Aug 2022 2:36pm
1st Aug 2022 2:36pm
Recovering
fingertips on lips
he whispered hush baby hush
and I watched frozen
to his command
as he slipped away
through the open window
hush mocked the wind
soughing through the leaves
of the guava tree
as I watched him fly
and disappear
into the dawn mists
the drizzle on zinc rooftop
pattered incessantly
like a refrain
of a dozen repeated verses
Slumber on
blanketed in lethargy
he whispered hush baby hush
and I watched frozen
to his command
as he slipped away
through the open window
hush mocked the wind
soughing through the leaves
of the guava tree
as I watched him fly
and disappear
into the dawn mists
the drizzle on zinc rooftop
pattered incessantly
like a refrain
of a dozen repeated verses
Slumber on
blanketed in lethargy
#illness
45 reads
8 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
26th Jul 2022 00:38am
26th Jul 2022 00:38am
never downhill all the way
walking to town thinking
I should have brought my stick
would have been useful when it
comes to walking back ..
I should have brought my stick
would have been useful when it
comes to walking back ..
#illness
36 reads
1 Comment
S-m-sawyer
Poem Published
16th Jul 2022 4:36pm
16th Jul 2022 4:36pm
Bringing the pain
A storm is brewing inside my fucking head, constantly pecking ,
No getting away, just swirling round
Day after day,
don't know what I am doing,
don't know what to say,
Clock is ticking, counting down the fucking days
I had my life mapped out in vision,
now I am stuck in this mentally infused prison
Like I am on deathrow waiting for the final decision
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
but I feel like I am being deceived,
I want to scream, but nothing comes out
I am full of doubt, I try writing it down
But I can't...
No getting away, just swirling round
Day after day,
don't know what I am doing,
don't know what to say,
Clock is ticking, counting down the fucking days
I had my life mapped out in vision,
now I am stuck in this mentally infused prison
Like I am on deathrow waiting for the final decision
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
but I feel like I am being deceived,
I want to scream, but nothing comes out
I am full of doubt, I try writing it down
But I can't...
#anger
#LifeStruggles
#illness #StreamOfConsciousness
#illness #StreamOfConsciousness
106 reads
12 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
16th Jul 2022 3:00am
16th Jul 2022 3:00am
7/7/22 semi-senryu
I am mesmerized
By the constellation
Of your shingles scars
By the constellation
Of your shingles scars
#beauty
#stars
#illness
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Alviola
Poem Published
13th Jul 2022 4:20pm
13th Jul 2022 4:20pm
To Walk on Water
Faith is an act of lying supine,
and motionless, torso yielded,
bare skin cold in a blue and white room
of soft voices tittering about
bare skin recoiling from the idea
of a surgeon with a scalpel in hand.
When a man is carried away against his will,
hands flail and grab whatever are about,
my fingers reach for and wrap around
the door jambs of unsurrendered problems.
I am Isaac, elbows bound, bewildered
by the sight of a dagger overhead
I am...
and motionless, torso yielded,
bare skin cold in a blue and white room
of soft voices tittering about
bare skin recoiling from the idea
of a surgeon with a scalpel in hand.
When a man is carried away against his will,
hands flail and grab whatever are about,
my fingers reach for and wrap around
the door jambs of unsurrendered problems.
I am Isaac, elbows bound, bewildered
by the sight of a dagger overhead
I am...
#faith
#illness
#cancer
#determination
#pandemic
70 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
13th Jul 2022 6:15am
13th Jul 2022 6:15am
anxiety vi (love and dying)
Sometimes it feels like
I can't get a break
I've been sick for months now
random viruses, cold, flu
anxiety depression
funnily enough no covid
I worry about my health
mentally
physically
spiritually
My dad's had covid twice now
he's in hospital with a cough
that won't go away
and needs oxygen to breathe
they say he might have lung cancer
but can't run tests
until he's covid negative
We're not good with "I love you's"
so I text him
asking if he's doing okay
and that I hope...
I can't get a break
I've been sick for months now
random viruses, cold, flu
anxiety depression
funnily enough no covid
I worry about my health
mentally
physically
spiritually
My dad's had covid twice now
he's in hospital with a cough
that won't go away
and needs oxygen to breathe
they say he might have lung cancer
but can't run tests
until he's covid negative
We're not good with "I love you's"
so I text him
asking if he's doing okay
and that I hope...
#love
#family
#illness
#MentalHealth
#pandemic
99 reads
6 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
11th Jul 2022 7:16pm
11th Jul 2022 7:16pm
The Flower
The Flower”
I wish to reach into the ashes
Where yesterday fades from the sky.
I am prepared for the journey,
Though I cannot see through my tears
The sun falling back into the stars,
And setting with the dawn.
I know there is no returning
From the years that have passed away.
My eyes stray to the same tomorrow
I have lived without end—
—Without a heart drenched in the setting sun.
Everything is the same as it never was
And nothing has changed, as it always has been.
Dare I trust where I have walked...
I wish to reach into the ashes
Where yesterday fades from the sky.
I am prepared for the journey,
Though I cannot see through my tears
The sun falling back into the stars,
And setting with the dawn.
I know there is no returning
From the years that have passed away.
My eyes stray to the same tomorrow
I have lived without end—
—Without a heart drenched in the setting sun.
Everything is the same as it never was
And nothing has changed, as it always has been.
Dare I trust where I have walked...
#depression
#regret
#LGBT
#illness
#MentalHealth
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
7th Jul 2022 1:40am
7th Jul 2022 1:40am
hey boredom
I count the seconds
between the minutes
the minutes between the hours
and the hours in the day
It's been 3 and half hours
since I woke up
I've downed two coffees
made breakfast
browsed social media
written a poem
been deafened by my feral birds
who don't mind being outside
but would rather be flying free
I'm sitting on my son's kiddy couch outside
we've done a drawing
and we're both half tattooed
in toddler scribble
And as much as I enjoy his happiness
it's not enough to...
between the minutes
the minutes between the hours
and the hours in the day
It's been 3 and half hours
since I woke up
I've downed two coffees
made breakfast
browsed social media
written a poem
been deafened by my feral birds
who don't mind being outside
but would rather be flying free
I'm sitting on my son's kiddy couch outside
we've done a drawing
and we're both half tattooed
in toddler scribble
And as much as I enjoy his happiness
it's not enough to...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#illness
#MentalHealth
#boredom
103 reads
1 Comment
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
6th Jul 2022 1:39pm
6th Jul 2022 1:39pm
Gotcha
#dark
#erotic
#death #illness
#death #illness
64 reads
4 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2022 2:56am
2nd Jul 2022 2:56am
Clappers
#sex
#illness
#dirty
44 reads
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slipalong
Poem Published
1st Jul 2022 9:15am
1st Jul 2022 9:15am
Felt like shit
Out of the blue I heard it ping
the text flashed up. its news was grim
our contact tracing data force
you've been close to a Covid source
my brow with sweat and shaking knees
to find help with urgency
from feeling fine the symptoms bit
the cruel virus closed its grip
I dare not sleep or close my eyes
less comes grim reaper with his ready scythe
write a eulogy to be my epithet
I will wait until I do the test
I scanned the results with eyes half hid
but the results still showed as positive
much worse than MAN FUE I...
the text flashed up. its news was grim
our contact tracing data force
you've been close to a Covid source
my brow with sweat and shaking knees
to find help with urgency
from feeling fine the symptoms bit
the cruel virus closed its grip
I dare not sleep or close my eyes
less comes grim reaper with his ready scythe
write a eulogy to be my epithet
I will wait until I do the test
I scanned the results with eyes half hid
but the results still showed as positive
much worse than MAN FUE I...
#funny
#illness
138 reads
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