Short Cardiac Poems
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God's Purpose
Miracle Man
8/10/2028
The Widow Maker,
Sudden Cardiac Arrest,
God had a purpose.
Neurotic vs Cardiac
1.Dhatura and strychnine are neurotics.
2.Aconite is cardiac poison.
Note.zafar supari killer is dangerous.
my cardio-myopathy has now become deformed
they say its hyper-trophic and obstructive to my flow
there's danger in its nature, so say the minds of those
who run my life
and need my strife
to buy their kids some clothes
Pain
Tightened cardiac
Pressing excruciating benumbing
Confusion hospital cardiologists nurses
Trusting settling tweeting
Reassured confident
Constance
___________________________________________
June16, 2017
i was dead
and i knew
it blissfully
feeling
thoughts
but suddenly she
was on top of
me hitting
my chest
so
forgetting
cardiac
arrest
i said
why
don't you
cuff me
and have
it your own
way
mouth
to mouth
preferably
Form:
Her husband died before her on his hospital bed.
"Oh my God no!" were the last words that she said.
She suffered a cardiac arrest and soon she too was dead.
This true story tore my soul apart.
She didn't die of a heart attack. She died of a broken heart.
My enlarged heart
not bears anomaly ... lives full
of love ....
I'm a convinced cardiac
so I love from the heart
who makes me pulse strongly ...
I live with a festive heart,
full of songs and flowers,
always an opened garden,
a watercolor of colors ...!
I have been long in the garden
And in the street
And seen threads and trends of Eve
And have seen-
And I see Ah,
Fenice
La Serenessima
And I died
A prisoner,your prisoner
On steel gates of ethereal cardiac palpitations
S.C.A.
Limerick
Written: by the Protected One
7/7/2018
I’m one, who has survived Sudden Cardiac Arrest,
About eight percent survive this most harrowing test.
You shouldn’t be here, the cardiologist said,
For a short time ago you were clinically dead,
God extended my expiration date and I am blessed;
I can't imagine him in bed,
Chick lit needs to be read,
Draw down his manly jocks,
Does he leave on his socks?
Imagine the thrills,
Before our cardiac pills,
Is this erotic? I say,
Whose love resonates today?
Ah, it's ephemeral bliss,
Sending him my loving kiss,
On snogging there is no ban,
Biohazards, our human span!
Cardiac cadence
of mama tides
keep zodiac time
tears like tides
taste of brine on baptized lips
sway me sea
in cradle-swells
between the crests
coddle me
in a pink-wombed
conch shell
for I like driftwood
have died yet survived the storm.
The Grim Reaper, Chained
Lived: by Tom Wright 1/1/2017
Written: 7/11/2018
Death had its eyes upon me,
My time of life was cast.
God heard prayer warrior’s plea,
And my death angel passed.
Five days I can’t recall,
And five songs I won’t forget.
Heavens choir (simultaneously) sang them all,
Sudden Cardiac Arrest had me beset.
I am as sick as sinus syndrome
At times as lively as V-fib
Accelerated, polymorphic…
Another temporary blip
then Mobitz II attacks.. times slows
it creeps by like prolonged QT
complete heart block would likely follow..
screw that, I’m back to SVT
It never stops, it’s pretty hopeless
I’m getting sicker day-by-day
No chance for cure, time to go
Time to succumb to PEA
Form:
This continuing moving point
On our ladies shapes
Which grace their torso's
Facial drapes
Hugging hips
Body pert in parts
Cardiac heaven
Men's hearts jump start
Shoulders pretty
Nape cute
The beauty of our women
Desirable look
Respect our woman
It's what they deserve
This she creation
With those wonderful curves
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Impossible to not remember
Preserve thoughts in precious amber
Promise that you feel it too
Do you feel it when I think of you?
A matter of proficiency
Tidal collision where oceans meet
Can't define real from spoof
Ignites already flaming truths
Mistook the flame you burnt for me
As a bonfire for my dignity
Erodes and weathers, faded grandeur
Just how much can a heart endure?
Step down from your
ego. The brain dead has-
left a lesson.
Left a lesson, the brain dead.
Will you measure the
EF before the cardiac arrest ?
Sexing an issue
of dented verbs, why
do you need a defence ?
The numbers are climbing.
You have entered-
a high risk zone,
of killing yourself.
Give me a ghost writer, I
need an art, not a duplicate.
Satish Verma
Listen to poem:
Who knew you were so mechanically incline
My cardiac specialist, you fixed the broken in mine
Who knew you possessed such a green thumb
Growing feelings in a salted heart that was numb
Who knew you could build something out of nothing
Filling the void, the abyss, the hole with your everything
Who knew you could be a blanket wrapping me
Without disillusion, with you, I am who I want to be
She is the rarest rose I know
Her hair, the softest of soft dark and lovely. Skin of light brown cream this rose has a beauty aaah SUCH A HUMAN BEING. She, the epitome of me! I...I can no longer fight these cardiac
Palpitations though I've tried to control my heart flooded then sudden perspiration. I try and fail at times to find my dignity. She...oooh she is my most adored. A rarest rose.
My Witness
Miracle Man
7-20-2022
Five days in a coma, little chance of survival,
death had laid its claim, my body lay askew.
My life then depending upon Jesus’ arrival,
and to other hearts He would make his debut.
The Doctors began calling me Miracle Man,
today I’m mindful of the message I preach.
The widow maker was just part of God’s plan,
Sudden Cardiac Arrest became my outreach.
Soft and tender
Lovely to touch
But close to thorns
By the streams
Lies her breathe and
Flows kindly like water birds
Stages in the sky blues
In the isles of passion
Full of a thousand charms
Assuages courage and
Is of the cardiac
How ironic!
A pleasing dream of valor
Worthy achieving
But her long spells irk readers
Lives in the space sanctuary
Only traced by pink lovers
As she is bloused in virgin shades
Be “blessed not stressed” yeah, that is the test,
Just a little bit o rest, that is my quest,
But the zest of the fest got me hard pressed,
There’s a pest in my breast, cardiac arrest,
My chest heavy like Mae West,
I confess, I’m distressed and a little depressed,
But I divest my unrest, priorities reassessed,
I request a glassful of the best, kindred spirits coalesced,
The fest repossessed with jest and all the best
Peace.
Aconite Quinn
1.It is soluble in water.
2.It stimulates and depresses,
smoooth muscles,skeletal muscles,
central nervous system and nerves.
3.It produces tingling and numbness.
4.Target becomes weak and unstable.
5.Twitching of the muscles may occur.
6.The pulse and breathing slow & shallow.
7.Death from cardiac arrythmia OR
respiratory Paralysis.
Note.It is difficult to detect in autopsy.
WEHMI NAFSIATI PAGAL GAME OVER..
Wrong Expiration Date
Written: by “The Protected One”
7/10/2018
I’ve modified or eliminated habits of late,
Sudden Cardiac Arrest was not endearing.
As I stood at the threshold of Heaven’s gate,
I heard a choir singing and angels cheering.
Then God breathed life into a broken man,
And now I’m surviving on borrowed time.
Seventy nine years has been my life’s span,
At expiration date death’s bell will chime.
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