Cures Poems - Poems about Cures

The worst of cures He had bought a flat in a new apartment bloc still not ready for the buyers, but since it was Sunday, he drove to the building to have a look risky surgery and worried he might live long enough to move into his new home in time A lift had been installed took...

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when it had been yours many things he endures could be many cures...

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Life is lived though won or lost We are forced to create a past Time is also running damn fast All must one day end at last The loss we suffered long back Is no longer a great drawback We laugh when past loss we track We are cured due to time's knack That girl by whom we got rejected That job from which...

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When your world is topsy-turvy Opt out -- if you must But don't stop CHARITY GIVE a few coins, slices of food, To the beggars, real or fake And the universe heals THE HEART By degrees. College degrees fail All too often as does "religion," Just be human, a mensch, once A day, at the very least, & "dance" The blues away (reluctantly,...

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Life is lived though won or lost We are forced to create a past Time is also running damn fast All must one day end at last The loss we suffered long back Is no longer a great drawback We laugh when past loss we track We are cured due to time's knack That girl by whom we got rejected That job from which...

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There are only two cures for insomnia, says the shrink, sex and death. Note: Inspired by "The Hyland Confession," The Bold Ones, 1970...

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The sound of morning mizzles, brings laziness in my half closed eyes, the car engine whirs in the garage that awakens my senses, while drones of the bees and birds push me to stand up. The hoots of the monkeys in the woods, with flying brilliant colors of butterflies, those mild touch of the waft waves on the beach, bring spectacular radiance in the middle of my emptiness. A little paradise that dumps the...

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I Ayanda is a Zulu name (A to Z already), my daughter Brindha is her aunt in KwaZulu-Natal, my "sister" - remember - Calling cousins siblings is common among us (Tina's daughter, by marriage to my uncle Krish, who is my dad's youngest brother) Doing this: Naming folks who mean much to you, overcomes Corona (or some features of the...

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Ailments? Purim Cures 'Em! Down 'N the Dumps? Simcha smoothes most lumps, What's Simcha? Briefly, Shared Joy, As more 'tis shared, less there is to annoy! Trade a warm feeling, return a smile, Rids everyone of at least some bile. Together, we overcome trouble, Synergy! Life expanded, unconfined by the bubble! Purim practices include: Mishloach Manos; Friendly giving gifts of food, Booing Haman; Rejoicing in...

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Hang Over Reflections Last night a Korean friend from Virginia came for a two week visit He brought with him a 30-year Bottle of Ballentine whiskey. Of course, we must drink it and then we must drink some soju well this morning I woke up with a hangover And thought about the contributions to world culture...

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I Fix your eyes upon Jesus - for joy His Love can cure everything doctors can't evils done to you, loves taken from you- No medication, pill, sexual addiction/experimentation will ever cure: Jesus treats the disease, not symptoms that White Supremacy, mad Muslim Supremacy, evil Eastern Supremacy we see quickly, as we do Black Supremacy -I'm beautiful too- All of us may smile...

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THE LEAF HAS FALLEN From its highest beauty place, The sunrise and the sunset, nothing was missing, Light rains, warm airs, indeed there was no gales, How did you fall? From being cured, The love and the joy, fighting not, Time, space, certainly there was no ignorance, Why did you fall? The season came, immediately strong wind blows you away, Burning sun forays, in due...

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Cures Endure God made many cures; Solutions to endure Along with viewers. Jim Horn...

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There are only two cures for insomnia, says the shrink, sex and death. Note: Inspired by "The Hyland Confession," The Bold Ones, 1970...

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A second, a minute, a day, a week and a year Time passes waiting for none.. The time in which we...

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