Hospital Poems - Poems about Hospital

You had us doing hard labor no shade, not enough water Desert heat, 98 degrees I thought you were smarter. I did you a favor, got bruises and grief Cramp in my muscles You saw me as cheap. Money hunger yeah, it gets you places But this time? It led you to danger No cover, just a slab of cement Forty...

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the calm here is filled with your presence i feel your energy come over me as it lingers in the air i breathe and paints a warm smile upon my face i do not feel alone it's surreal how there is hovering that's tangible between the two dimensions meanwhile this still looks much like a processing plant but feels to me more like a...

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These stairs have wept a million tears walking from parking lot to hospital room Hearts travel them, to meet their worst fears Through shadows and shame, past years Blessed by the memoires who consume These stairs have wept a million tears With the music of a soul ringing in my ears There’s more love and grace than gloom Hearts travel them, to meet...

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NEW WAVE ASCENDS Workers waul at leaders sold who rush to airports cold in hospitals wan women wallow tattered children nothing to swallow ideals trickling through untilled soil will dreams and intentions expire before patient arthritic grandmothers tire softly rain filters Earth’s corners nourishing hills, herbs and mourners life follows death singing afresh surely New Wave ascends roaring freedom showers...

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SIX WOMEN PATIENTS Six broken women lay down to rest brown bodies all in a row six long stories to tell with jest six smiles with a million tears race around ward releasing fears just so Six windows uncurtained offers six sunny acacias buffered trolleys reel, pills and bottles steep surgeon makes his rounds with a nod six students...

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The security guard at the hospital admired my taste in clothing. I'm certain I reminded him of himself when he was younger. Now, he was an old man with a wife and children. I never got around to telling him, but I wished we could've switched lives. He could keep my clothes, and I could experience...

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Blinding lights, the smell of chlorhexidine Green colored scrubs, white coats and the strange red of povidone-iodine A place where chaos and calm coexist as two sides of a coin A realm where anguish and hope align, a balance between both cruel and divine It’s a glimpse of hope for some, for others it’s a livelihood It’s a place where...

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We come with fear upon our lips, With weary hands and trembling sight, Yet find within your fingertips A healing touch, a guiding light. Your voice is soft, your manner bright, A steady shore where you're light is bright, You turn the dark to morning white, And soothe the hearts that throb and ache. Kindness shapes the words you say, Compassion walks beside your...

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Five vials of hope before 2:55, An epinephrine Saturday feast After midday, preventing time to arrive Again, to stall the curse at least. The single drop of tear tells it all, I guess I've seen it coming. And it did, but very stealthily, the fall Disguised in serene eyes staring. Broken voices of 2:55 and hence A glass of water, a pat on the...

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In the hospital, the room so still A feeling of melancholy, my heart will feel the music of a story, told by the nurse who hears the whisper, a quiet curse warm tears bleed across the pages magazine leaves, in the early stages coloring the twilight in yesterday’s prayers the diagnosis, distant as a dream, repairs colored in grace, the stories, the pages silent...

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scuffs in the pearl white floor when she leaves the room, for empty hospital hallway memories, haze of sterile gloom like snails, the chronic men each slowly wear away, their minds left to trail behind them, their faces falling into decay the grey walls with snake green stripes always constricting them, the dim fluorescent flicker of the fate to...

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Its concerning in the most.' That i saw no mainstream media post ' on forty people who were they ? Caused the Complete confusion a Birmingam city health institution.' How Low can things go.? Perhaps Quyeer Karma is the one who Knows.? Former head policeman lawyer now politican.' A leader.? Do give over.!! If paper bags get any thinner Maybe...

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It sort of happened overnight. And overnight happens again and again. Living is a method to dream. Sadness is near, but is sometimes tired. I had a dream that the plumber came to the house. I had a dream that the mail man came to the door. I answer the door in my dreams. It sort...

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Ink Drops Like Rain The Devil tried to take a bite of me. I watched his ringlets twirl. I've finally reached the spot where I knew I was going to be. It's a lose lose, to hell and back to tell all that I see. I asked for pens from the devil's guard. He thinks he knows...

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Escaping Death (written in a mental hospital) I escaped from Death today, And I don't know what to think. Because when Death comes round and round, you start to feel his scent and stink. There are others counting on me now. I can't let them down, this I know. So close to Death and yet, so certain- now...

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