Best Tuberculosis Poems

Rosy lips,
And rosy cheeks,
Plump face,
A person with a grace!

His ‘good’ (?) health,
Behoves his wealth,
Eats well,
Looks well!

But becomes easily breathless,
Often gets night-sweats,
His health is virtual,
And not...

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Metallic city howls like a wounded animal
scraped by nocturnal vigils
of grandchildren and elders
emaciated like tuberculosis lungs
gasping from chug-chugs of tobacco soot...
and the face of a...

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With her first words she mesmerized his soul,
Of rose water and lavender was her aroma,
Her tip tap of her fairy tale walk was majestic,
A woman...

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A wooden flute,
              I glimpsed among my mother’s treasured keepsakes in childhood. 
...

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Mother Teresa
She is the mother of every poor people, injured people, ordinary people...

Always we remember the great news
'Mother Teresa will get the Nobel Peace Prize.'
It...

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Dismal tale of men and women in the dirty rail compartment
No conception of the charm being knitted by the movement
Of the necklace of gentle light...

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Cough,
O this endless cough
Don't know what is this
Asthma or tuberculosis
Allergy or real disease
Cough in the morning
Cough in the evening
Where to find the cure?
I consult to...

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She looked like an angel
Sitting there in her bed
Everybody loved her
She had a great sense of humor
They say I am like her
I am very honored.
She...

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black snakeroot, yew, cocklebur, poison (ivy, oak, parsnip, sumac, ryegrass, hemlock), blister bushes, daffodil, mayapple, lilium, jerusalem cherry, indian licorice, deadly nightshade, christmas rose, bleeding...

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Mama Africa  is sick and getting sicker!
Millions suffer from cancer!
Millions have heart attacks!
Millions considered HIV positive!
Millions have tuberculosis!
Millions are affected with diabetes!
Malaria is the...

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grandfather 
died in the forgotten plague
of the last century*
I sit musing under the cherry
startled  by a white possum 


*tuberculosis...

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for George
"You always said you had little invisible friends,"
He wrote in a Christmas card one year, and Yes,
funny he would remember that.  I called...

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The bleeding of my eyes cannot
be over emphasis as the a weakness of my heart.
i have been brave thousand times to stop the 
black sky...

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Uncle Roy written by Shadow Hamilton

As the evening drew in and birds settled to roost
the world seemed to give a collected sigh
as it stood poised...

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my mother had two tokens she never parted with -
    a book containing music notations, 
    and a flute,...

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