Least Read Poems About Illness
#illness
FeNyX
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 7:24pm
8th Oct 2024 7:24pm
Torture
As I lay trying to fall into slumber
I note my throbbing hands in silence
In time with my beating heart
Searching the inner and outer worlds for peace
For that turnoff to slumber that refreshes
To rest easy
To calm oneself
To be renewed as I should ... supressed
Feeling the notion of rest slipping away into the aether
Replaced by numbness
Numb to time
Numb to pain
Numb to care
Uncomfortably Numb
Delusion replaces thoughtfulness
Derangement rashness
Am I dreaming?
I wish it so
Am I...
I note my throbbing hands in silence
In time with my beating heart
Searching the inner and outer worlds for peace
For that turnoff to slumber that refreshes
To rest easy
To calm oneself
To be renewed as I should ... supressed
Feeling the notion of rest slipping away into the aether
Replaced by numbness
Numb to time
Numb to pain
Numb to care
Uncomfortably Numb
Delusion replaces thoughtfulness
Derangement rashness
Am I dreaming?
I wish it so
Am I...
#illness
#love
#MentalHealth
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FeNyX
Poem Published
29th Dec 2022 3:27am
29th Dec 2022 3:27am
Reality
Push away the covers
Struggle to rise
Rumors abound
Of your early demise
Focusing hard
Clickety clack
Like a train
Far off the beaten track
Light shines through
Eyes tearing too
Rush to wake
With little to do
Repitition comforts
Routine massages
Your fragile calm
While your body sabotages ...
all
Struggle to rise
Rumors abound
Of your early demise
Focusing hard
Clickety clack
Like a train
Far off the beaten track
Light shines through
Eyes tearing too
Rush to wake
With little to do
Repitition comforts
Routine massages
Your fragile calm
While your body sabotages ...
all
#love
#illness
#boredom
14 reads
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
11th Mar 2018 8:43am
11th Mar 2018 8:43am
HIGHWAY OF NO RETURN
Your burden is heavy and does not get lighter.
With the passing of years, you are a fighter.
You’ve fought through a tough life and now struggle with health.
I’d give anything to restore you back and make you well.
I’d turn back the hands of time and bring back the better days
Where you independently had things done your way.
I stand speechless before you at times
Without a word, a phrase, or a rhyme
As I see your health slowly declining
And your once-independence now reclining.
Your journey through illness scares me ...
With the passing of years, you are a fighter.
You’ve fought through a tough life and now struggle with health.
I’d give anything to restore you back and make you well.
I’d turn back the hands of time and bring back the better days
Where you independently had things done your way.
I stand speechless before you at times
Without a word, a phrase, or a rhyme
As I see your health slowly declining
And your once-independence now reclining.
Your journey through illness scares me ...
#death
#illness
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FeNyX
Poem Published
15th Mar 2024 5:26pm
15th Mar 2024 5:26pm
Holding The Line
Wading through the lies
A storm of deception
Like calculating Pi
An endless corruption
Focus on the center
Cling to the known
Stand fast against it all
Tall like a stone
Weathered cracks and fissures
More prominent and deep
Bear witness to the struggle
Of decades the will to keep
Fighting
One inch at a time
Enduring past all hope
Holding the line
The end closer
Than the begining
Muscles straining
Core failing
Going down
Fighting to the last
No more...
A storm of deception
Like calculating Pi
An endless corruption
Focus on the center
Cling to the known
Stand fast against it all
Tall like a stone
Weathered cracks and fissures
More prominent and deep
Bear witness to the struggle
Of decades the will to keep
Fighting
One inch at a time
Enduring past all hope
Holding the line
The end closer
Than the begining
Muscles straining
Core failing
Going down
Fighting to the last
No more...
#love
#illness
#aging
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missjem56
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 1:00pm
10th Sep 2024 1:00pm
Bloody Aliens!
Was it a charm
not charming
nore charmed
That caused such harm
harming
definitely harmed
To my arm
not arming
feeling disarmed
Or a curse
or the verse
that made it worse
Or maybe
During an alien abduction
or an alien seduction
perhaps they placed me into suction
But never the less
My poor arm, is under...
not charming
nore charmed
That caused such harm
harming
definitely harmed
To my arm
not arming
feeling disarmed
Or a curse
or the verse
that made it worse
Or maybe
During an alien abduction
or an alien seduction
perhaps they placed me into suction
But never the less
My poor arm, is under...
#aliens
#funny
#illness #satirical
#illness #satirical
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 12:06pm
17th Aug 2024 12:06pm
From Beyond (part 1)
A day before my mother died on the operating table, I had this dream
I was in a ditch
I was digging with some other men
My mother comes up to me
She is happy & smiling
She tells me everything is going to be ok
She wants me to pick out a coffin for her
The last thing I remember is that she told me that she loves me & that I will be seeing her in a few weeks
When I woke up, I tried gathering my thoughts from this dream I had
I immediately called my parents house
No answer
I tried their cell phones
Still no answer
An hour...
I was in a ditch
I was digging with some other men
My mother comes up to me
She is happy & smiling
She tells me everything is going to be ok
She wants me to pick out a coffin for her
The last thing I remember is that she told me that she loves me & that I will be seeing her in a few weeks
When I woke up, I tried gathering my thoughts from this dream I had
I immediately called my parents house
No answer
I tried their cell phones
Still no answer
An hour...
#death
#dreams
#fiction
#illness
#mother
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 9:05am
6th Oct 2024 9:05am
Taste of Blight
It touches first, a breath of dust
a bitter kiss on air
a taste that sinks beneath the skin
and lingers, unaware
The Blight, it moves with purpose slow
a poison bred in dark
it spreads like ink in veins of earth
a stain without a mark
It tastes of ash, of copper blood
of iron ground to rust
a weight that presses on the tongue
and turns all things to dust
It grows, it knows—beneath the taste
there’s something worse within
A hunger, vast and sentient
with rot beneath its grin
It whispers...
a bitter kiss on air
a taste that sinks beneath the skin
and lingers, unaware
The Blight, it moves with purpose slow
a poison bred in dark
it spreads like ink in veins of earth
a stain without a mark
It tastes of ash, of copper blood
of iron ground to rust
a weight that presses on the tongue
and turns all things to dust
It grows, it knows—beneath the taste
there’s something worse within
A hunger, vast and sentient
with rot beneath its grin
It whispers...
#dark
#death
#illness
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 5:25am
21st Jul 2024 5:25am
EXCEPT FOR THIS SONG THE CRICKETS SING (Jamaica Beach beach house, 10-6-1991; 1st poem I wrote after moving back to TX)
well here i am
returned again
back to the state
i was born in
back home
on my very first night
here in my
tiny little
funky studio apartment
directly beneath my brother s
beach house
which will hopefully only be
my temporary
though at this point
even that remains
profoundly uncertain
to either see or say
present new island abode
after moving back here
to the far west end
of historic galveston island
texas
after living the last ten years
of my life
way out in beautiful ...
returned again
back to the state
i was born in
back home
on my very first night
here in my
tiny little
funky studio apartment
directly beneath my brother s
beach house
which will hopefully only be
my temporary
though at this point
even that remains
profoundly uncertain
to either see or say
present new island abode
after moving back here
to the far west end
of historic galveston island
texas
after living the last ten years
of my life
way out in beautiful ...
#death
#disability
#illness
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 8:05pm
29th Jul 2024 8:05pm
Toxic Enema
#death
#evil
#horror
#illness
#MentalHealth
56 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Aug 2024 7:04pm
1st Aug 2024 7:04pm
The Plague that is Mankind
Humans shuffling past me like corpses to stupid to die
Their clothes hold their guts in
Fear holds in the rest
Running like rats
Scurrying through waste paper and filth to their holes before the sun goes down
They have umbilical cords of sewage wrapped around their throats
Choking on life, nursing their wounds
They'll tell you that they're loving every minute of it
Just like prisoners come to love their captors
Just like roaches in a roach motel
Tasting the poison, telling you it's wine
Their clothes hold their guts in
Fear holds in the rest
Running like rats
Scurrying through waste paper and filth to their holes before the sun goes down
They have umbilical cords of sewage wrapped around their throats
Choking on life, nursing their wounds
They'll tell you that they're loving every minute of it
Just like prisoners come to love their captors
Just like roaches in a roach motel
Tasting the poison, telling you it's wine
#fate
#fear
#humankind
#ignorance
#illness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Sep 2024 8:21pm
9th Sep 2024 8:21pm
The Asylum, circa 1900
The people at the dreary hotel
Are either aged or unwell
The guests who chose to stay aloof
Lie wrapped in rugs upon the roof
A statue with a gas-lamp torch
Has toppled over on the porch
The way others wish to go
Have been obscured by drifted snow
Unknown objects falling from the air
The careful stroller better beware
It's known that the skating pond conceals
A family of enormous eels
Those who have escaped can die with dignity
Tortured, raped & beaten by the malignity
The monuments above the dead
Are too eroded...
Are either aged or unwell
The guests who chose to stay aloof
Lie wrapped in rugs upon the roof
A statue with a gas-lamp torch
Has toppled over on the porch
The way others wish to go
Have been obscured by drifted snow
Unknown objects falling from the air
The careful stroller better beware
It's known that the skating pond conceals
A family of enormous eels
Those who have escaped can die with dignity
Tortured, raped & beaten by the malignity
The monuments above the dead
Are too eroded...
#illness
#MentalHealth
#rhyming
#SelfHarm
#ShortStory
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down2dirt
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 00:48am
26th Sep 2024 00:48am
homo unius libri
I found it on a dark ramble
down long halls of doors
listened thru but never opened
my one bare foot drug on marbled floors
a door opened, yet not by me
inside I twirled in curtain filtered sunlight
the only furniture in the middle of the room
and on it sat a most marvelous sight
it’s texture on fingertips felt devine
it’s square shape beautifully pleasing
a thick shell over thinner pieces puzzling
yet begging to be pulled was so teasing
fingers curled under I lifted the top
it swung open revealing hidden treasure
black on...
down long halls of doors
listened thru but never opened
my one bare foot drug on marbled floors
a door opened, yet not by me
inside I twirled in curtain filtered sunlight
the only furniture in the middle of the room
and on it sat a most marvelous sight
it’s texture on fingertips felt devine
it’s square shape beautifully pleasing
a thick shell over thinner pieces puzzling
yet begging to be pulled was so teasing
fingers curled under I lifted the top
it swung open revealing hidden treasure
black on...
#illness
#nightmares
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