Best Hypertensive Poems

Hypochondrial Delusion

A mind corrupted canker
Of cystic self failure
Even gastric anorexia
And fluttery throb to alight the fear
An adrenaline generated tachycardia
That matches respiration
And causes hyperventilation
With invasive pacy rhythm
And palpitating violation
To anxious infarction
 In schizoid arrest

A hepatic paranoia 
of dermal yellow 
And lily liver assault
That feeds a life...

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Valid, raw water is crucial for all faint life to a loader,
Stanley Meyer, Inventor of the 1970s Water Power Motor,
Rather than oil or gas, alive water might be properly used,
Cutting and cleaning may be done using kits water-based.

My write is alike a surge of water...

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Hot humid heatwave
Discomfort percolates long;
Sudden drenching rain

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Sexy curvy strides
Vibrant elegance catwalks;
Hungry eyes focus

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Two stray cats fighting
Furious body language here;
Small tigers draw blood

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Ancient atmosphere
Old tea house in the city;
Strange calligraphy

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Bus-stop commotion
Two drunken men in a brawl;
Tipsy foreign tongues

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Temple bells sounding
Distant chanting rituals heard;
Prayer for our times

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Late...

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She’s a keen lady, well   she’s my poodle
One who ‘d roll only  in the guestroom,
With quirky  manners  of caboodle
And whistles proudly ,   so out of  tune:

Once we dashed to her classy stylist
For a new  trim fashioned...

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Faced with those perverted eyes
My face tried not to agonise
Pervert mind, pervert body
You shall not see that I am uneasy!

Smiling in a such a carefree way
I wonder, when shall you go away
Looking like the flower at ease
I am in fact the magma in increase!

Still fresh...

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Just imagine this
A little rat in a lab did sit
He was the test subject for hypertensive disease
Well the blood pressure cuff was too tight too please

All he could think of all day 
Was how he could get away
Knowing that very soon 
The cuff would balloon

The...

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When people ask me 
“how are you”, I say “fine”,
a short reply but a huge lie,
because I am a walking hospital 
where in every corner disease lurks, 
from head to toe the list is below.

The head splits in hypertensive headache morning till night
One eye’s vision...

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Frequent surfacing in night club
And the Lion sprouts from a cub
Soon, you cease to be submissive:
Life begins to be permissive.
With others you may shoulders rub
Sometimes, sincere courtesies snub.
A used-to-be-meek aggressive,
At inconstancy progressive....

In night clubs be sure of hubbub,
The filthiest thoughts served perfumed dub
Yet, life here...

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