Most Commented Health Poems (230)

Wide awake it's 3 AM
insomnia, can't sleep again
movies playing, theater of mind
times long past, another life
haunted by so many memories
inside recalling ancient history
what was said, what I did
people and pets since I was a kid
brief and long lived interactions
who, what, why, and how they happened
things that shaped me when I was young
every picture framed and hung
sights, sounds, scents, stored sacrosanct
black and white or colored paints
wide awake, the stories speaking
Keeping me from resting, sleeping...

©? Antonio Acosta

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 stop its reeling,
better sit down,
here’s a dizzy feeling,
Can’t keep my breakfast down
It's time for me to stop
moving myself around
Full volume whistle
in one ear,
The lights so loud
It’s getting near.
Not long to go,
before red hot pain
intense, Pound,
Pound,
Pound,
Pound
pounding,
throbbing brain.

Zigzag daggers, flashing lights,
stabs deep inside,
hurts my eye
Blinds my sight.
It would be quite trippy,
if the pain would go away
Now it starts to bashing,
Pounding!
Hammering!
Throbbing,
Crashing,
my heads feels like it’s being smashed in.
over and over,
and over, and over, and over,
over, and over
and over again
There is no way I can win,
I give up!
I quit,
I’m done now!
I Give In!
Can’t take those thermonuclear reactions,
Need dark and silence,
I need no distractions.
No pain if I’m unconscious.
There's no reaction.

There's just no point in using simple medication,
It needs complete sedation, throughout the whole the duration.
Because that’s all you can really do,
when a really bad migraine
really really really

really gets hold of you.

Sunday morning, looks like rain
Cars parked along a country lane
The Ramblers are abroad again
Eager for the fray

Checking contents of rucksacks
That they will sling across their backs
In case of rain they carry macs
And so begins their day
______
No spring chickens in this band
As they stride forth across the land
Off they go with sticks in hand
Each one a fearless rover

But It’s not like walking in the town
With nice flat pathways on the ground
And you can bet your very last pound
That someone will fall over
______
It’s not that they are all too old
To be out in the wet and cold
And all in all they’re very bold
To set out on the trek

It’s just that some of them have to fight
To walk and keep themselves upright
And on their feet they’re not so light
One usually hits the deck
______
Muddy patches are the worst
To elderly hikers they’re a curse
And all are wondering who’ll slip first
Sprawled out in a puddle

Are you alright? are the first words spoken
Then they check for bones that are broken
Everyone’s concern has been awoken
As round him they all huddle
______
The dangers out there are untold
It’s not just about the wet and cold
If you fall down when you are old
The outcome could be dire

So put yourself not through the test
Just leave the outdoors to the rest
Who are not so far past their best
And stay home by the fire

At Horror Hospital in the Emergency Ward, strange practices are being carried out, like digging for veins to fit canulas, my arm was a victim when it blew up like a balloon and it started to bleed, do they know what they are doing ?. Another situation, why are they starving me when I am diabetic ?. They must know the risks low glycemic levels can cause, though they continue to do this. I personally think they have lost the plot; the ailment I have is a virus so they infuse me with antibiotics which is non effective against this problem, I am not happy about this practice and feel this could have been avoided with tablets. This I feel is incompetence that is why I don't like this hospital as it feels more like a prison sentence.

Author: John Ginesi
Written: 6th November 2018

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 workers, bravely lead the way
Life won't be the same, in future days

At a time when life, is not as it was
Many worldwide, coming to terms with loss
Time is lost, believing we had control
Daily we fulfilled, our simple daily goals

Love ones separated by a silent force
We wait the virus to take its course
Will we see our loved ones, once again
But it's not a time, to shed tears like rain

Doing what we can, to get through a time
Sometimes two metres apart, forming a line
Communication by screen, not by touch
No quick fix possible, we want so much....

No one knows how it will end
A time to be grateful, for family and friend
Hope and faith, we can believe and share
Time to stay positive, yet show we care....

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

Sometimes you don't need anyone,
and want to be alone.
Keep the distance away from people.
You've suddenly became a loner.
Less talk.
Sad eyes.
No more smile and laugh between us.
You shield yourself.

Then I realized.
Actually you just want to be found.
With them asking "are you okay?"
That is enough for you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

 

Two old ladies tired and weary trudging down the street

Two old ladies lowered themselves down upon a seat

Two old ladies said "It's alright for you to laugh"

Two old ladies were about to be shown God's path

I'm not laughing; I'm smiling with love for you.

You wouldn't be smiling if you were Old and in Pain!

I'm not smiling because you're feeling blue

I'm smiling ‘cuz in my 30's I was afflicted too!

Arthritis consumed my body; I was crying out in pain

the agony all consuming; my body becoming lame.

I cried unto the Lord whilst sitting on my bed

I'll do anything you ask of me just take away this dread!

A friend arrived the following day, clasping a book all about

Meat

Of why we really do not need it & how the vegetable kingdom

is complete!

I eagerly tried it & within six weeks totally free from pain

Derived everything from that kingdom for my heath to sustain!

Instead of being in pain and lame

I had no reason to complain

I ventured out

Without a doubt

Teaching, caring & helping

In Jesus Name!

This body is a prison,
From which I'll never leave
My flesh is iron bars
Made to confine me.

My soul is so much more
Than this body could ever hold
But yet Im trapped within
My freedom has been sold.

My warden is my pain
It tells me how I can live
And though I try to do my best
Ive little left to give

Im bound to this existence
Its the lot that I've been dealt
And I will bear this burden
Of my living, painful cell.

Aah what a pleasant day!
The wind is blowing on my face!
I can feel its gaze!
Warm and yet cold!

Particles of dust flying around!
Along with some bacteria in the pond!
My nostrils inhale!
While trying to take care!
That not much goes in!
Unfortunately, my body thinks another thing!

Sniff sniff, should I be pissed??
Aach chuu, good god, bless me too!
Puffy red eyes!
Scratching my thighs!

There goes my day!
Thanx to my immune system!
That has ruined my weekend!
This Bloody Recurring Allergy System!

Benadryl, Allegra, Zyrtec!
Oh God, they all give me a headache!
Antihistamines, don’t work on me doctor!
Don’t drug me coz I don’t want to revisit the hospital!