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So let me love you
Another poem writen in Romanian, and translated to english, Hope that you will like it, it represents the struggle with myself i think :)
Introspection on depression and autumnal mornings.
introspection on depression and something i'd realized in light of it.
a little bit of introspection reflection
effects of aging
A poem about period/menstruation from a person with hypothyroidism. I wrote it because I believe talking about menstruation should not be a taboo. I'm totally fine, just want to try to create a poem.
improvement can't like you
We are so busy with work and life. We just need to be Us sometimes. Having a Me Day. XXX
Nonet A nonet is a nine-line poem. In the nonet form, each line contains specific, descending syllable counts. The first line contains nine syllables, the second line contains eight, and the third line contains seven, and so on. The last line of nonet poetry contains one syllable.
Meh...couldn't sleep Might as well write about it...
To say hello
He is his usual talkative self today. I can hear him from blocks away. He is first, he is the loudest In the midst of where the crowd is. Like any cult leader To many true believers He is God in the flesh No a demagogue at best. In front mi
Face it Death’s a bit of a disappointment I hope nothing will be spoiled here but it is definitely not what it’s been cut out to be Its colossal build-up over the centuries is absolutely unjustified and its terrifying caricatures often
If I am the ‘me’ that decides what I see and thus am an ‘I’ not a ‘we’ why do I hear so many ‘I’s proclaiming themselves to be ‘we’? i.e., “we are all equal we must be free we should be saving the world…” I don’t recall my consent to
How precious is the gift of sight .......
I am screwed for this weekend, but this will allow me some more freedom in the long run.
Reflections on current state of Covid-19 pandemic.
MASKING YOUR TRUE FEELING....
in hindsight
I met these two old ladies in Bundoran who were quite miserable in their pain and mistakenly thought I was laughing at them... Yet God used that opportunity to relay good news about how I had overcome the painful condition of arthritis.
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To every reader this one is for you>
As street lie silent, but lights shine bright Life seems difficult, though not all fight When nature shows, how to continue Twilight's ruddy glows, sending clues Evening looms ahead, families at home A lockdown ensures, we mustn't roam Vital
I think it's pretty evident what the poem is about. Before the coming of Christianity, the Earth was respected and revered as the great mother. Chritianity taught humans were above nature instead of part of it. The belief system was forced on the people who were forced to abandon their old Gods.
A long time ago, I wrote this and it is so applicable even today.
I am the ruler of this court Hear what I say Listen to me I sing what ever I want I have an attitude Like I am the queen Don't mess with me These are My rules my tunes I sing my song I have found my voice I have an atti
gentle line dancing for the elderly......they may not be able to turn sharply anymore, but they can enjoy.....
Tingling sensation needles pins, starts in hand. The fun begins. Straight to face all along the arms. too late, No warnings No alarms! Numbness moves, cheek lips tongue. Oh yes! Oh boy! We’re gona have fun. Wish the ground would st
Not your Body, Not your Fetus, NOT YOUR F*CK-ING CHOICE
I have sence found out once having a stroke the affected area can worsen over time and I believe I've lost a bit more of my short term memory, ya I know it sucks. Once you accept you can go on to create new miracles in your life.
My friend asked me to write a small skit... poem on REM- Rapid Eye Movement, the 4th stage of sleep. This was my attempt. I tried to give REM a humanistic portrayal. Any advice?
It is about having OCD. Always being split between it, and the rest of reality.
Nothing to say because it's written on it. Simple question like "are you okay?" really could help someone or people to feel better. OR at least prevent suicide.
Old age creeps upon my face Skin now wrinkles Gone my youth The smooth gone now wrinkled part of me Pain in my heart pain in my sole From my life's toil My heart ache From pain older wiser I am now But still think if my youth gone los
As the nights grow short and my soul grows long you can find me by the river where hope caries on tell all these stones in my heart were only sand in the sea
This poem is based on a true account that I personally experienced, for legal reasons I was unable to mention the actual hospital, so it was given the title Horror Hospital for the poem namesake. Believe me this is real, it's darn real.
This harrowing event really took place and I am testiment to the whole thing, I share my experience of this with you the readers. Thank You
This poem dictates the misuse of Sugar by manufacturing companies and world promoting that has been going on over the last century, this is my warning to those people who created this major problem, I hope you enjoy this poem as it could happen to You.
If you can look differently you will find that there are so many other things you can do for the mankind, you can write eBook and publish online, you can create a website and tell the world what you think, it is better than guessing people you do not understand , it is better than get hurt by justify or testify people . for the first time maybe i am braking CS rules:: This site does not require any promotion/publicity/money, the process is just to help people. elevengod.epizy.com
__ --- --- - Being made of glass : sure is a pain in my a** I can't fall down and told, not to spin around Its dangerous to do anything So i'll sit here and purely sing. Hit a high Note to : kill myself We all know it
I see girls here I see girls there I cannot make a POST CS doesnt allow me to, Girls becomes GHOST !!! (haahaahaa there are girls, even better if i say boys also, they try to find MEN-IN-BLACK, sometime they try to gues 'M out using MACHEI
ohhh...i would love to join this dream...your poem welcomes and embraces each one...
Sorry about the error ...practising,it should be....
online today!There is nothing better than a sweet and tender passionate kiss! Like your writtings.SM...
I appreciate how sometimes nature captures out undivided attention! Write on......
Should be printed and re-printed for all to see and to abide by. Wonderfully written!!...
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