Diagnosis Poems - Poems about Diagnosis

she sits at the bar near chamberlain high school, her nails chewed to nothing, a lipstick smear on the rim of her glass. the men orbit her like moths, drawn to her heat, but she keeps her eyes on the...Read the rest...

On the noisy streets of a hurried world, Labels are thrown, like in a card game unfurled. A sad smile, or a tear, are signs of danger near, “You're anxious!”, “You're depressed!”, sharp voices we hear. With ease, society...Read the rest...

Do you think we’re the sort of girls to sit around on a Sunday night? EAH (loud buzzer sound) you’d be wrong!! What’s the opposite of seasonal depression - seasonal euphoria? I’m self-diagnosing here, but I think I’ve...Read the rest...

Diagnosis I am sick, I forgot my life, I haven’t that, never been Never been, it’s strange, is life evil? No. Psychology Psychology, evil science, I don’t like it, I need my life I need my life. How can...Read the rest...

Here I am still hanging around Feet firmly planted on the solid ground Throughout my ordeal Smiling widely I feel Like starting anew a plan quite sound (... a plan so well received) ...Read the rest...

LOVE DIAGNOSIS She said 911 what’s your emergency, I said my heart, its skipping beats, She said palpitations and l said maybe, She asked if l could drink water and take a deep breath, “Even my stomach feels like...Read the rest...

Your diagnosis is not your destiny Grace to you in this century You shall receive mercy Because you show mercy to others Season's change Life rearranges itself In proportion to your faith God is able We see this throughout the Bible So...Read the rest...

my brain simmers like scrambled eggs on a stovetop burner round like that clock hanging on the wall tick tock ticking...Read the rest...

Trembling she grins, beaming resonating in shadows Soft and delicate flashes, Wiping at bruised faith Contemplating second chances Now fading, falling away Like the silence within a dream After the music creates Guitar promises, harmony From the darkness Where she remains only The...Read the rest...

A February Saturday, Dull and cold and wet, A visit from my daughter, That I never will forget. “Hello dad, you’re looking tanned”, “Oh wait, no, you are yellow” “Get on to 111 she said”, Before even saying “hello”. Put on hold for...Read the rest...

My father, an officer in army, his friend too, A hypochondriac friend who was always blue, Said I’m off to see the quack, Doc said, odds against you stack, Diagnosis: you’re pregnant Rex, out he flew!...Read the rest...

They told me I had twelve days to live the entire life I have known; final visits with the people I love. The sickness was serious. So do all the things now and what you wish to do evermore. I contacted...Read the rest...

Salt tears drip from leaves, To land on tea colored pages. Hopes and dreams, Written in the ink of history Slowly blur and drip Into the underworld of the Abandoned and long forgotten. Salt waters of the ocean And tumbling...Read the rest...

A Life Hit ThIt was a life hit, A one after the other: For first, there was the coma, And just the idea of it To struggle with, but then, Afterwards my eyesight smudged Spaces, altered them, imposed Textures, shapes and colors. This was...Read the rest...

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