Short Heart Condition Poems

Short Heart Condition Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Heart Condition by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Heart Condition by length and keyword.

Bin Hooks Are Gulab
Lub them are awesome

Those pink bowls
Sweet wine

Silver-like
Two diamonds are big

Nisha is settled in sliver
There is a math on the forehead

In love
An illiterate book

Such as his husn
The simplicity is the hijab

Since it has been
Heart condition is bad

© Mohit Rohilla  

Love is nothing more than a medical condition. 
and I'm tired of taking these pills.
Like the tears on my pillow, I didn't sleep a wink last night.
and I'm tired as hell.
Love is nothing more than a heart condition. 
Like a broken looking glass or a silly superstition.
I didn't sleep a wink last night 
and I'm tired as hell. Like the tears on my pillow, 
and the stories they tell.

© Shannon Snyder  

This frail feeling of worldly fate
Drowning and fast fading, mortal and degrading

This voice, his lips on my ear; whispering, 
Hurtful hate; feeding on fear

These choices, crucial, turning life into a surreal blur of chaos 
Dreadful moments just waiting to occur

The darkness pounces on my soul wrapping and clawing its way to my mind, 
There is something very valuable to find

For a most Holy Spirit is guarding my hallowed heart 
And the daunting demons have yet to part

© Dixie Turner  

My life,you only,not with me.
You laugh,even mine,do not tolerate.
Why breathe again,you give me?
When you do not realize my love.
My life,you only,not with me.
You laugh,even mine,do not tolerate.
Heart condition is now my.
He tells you.
I am alive in your love,
I want you so much.
But you do not realize this.
Now I'm yours,nothing special.
Give me pain then give love too.
I would not have tolreted it anymore.
My life,you only,not with me.
You laugh, even mine,do not tolerate.

© Kishan Sharma  

Feel a flutter deep within
do not think cupid will play
my heart is arythmic, blood is thin
heart condition here to stay.

Hope the surgery be survived
cannot do plans for the future
would wish and hope and stay alive
life ebbs-away through bad sutures.

Need good surgeons to do good job
this sex-change dear, will take some time
if they fail , I'm not worth five bob
told "don't worry" all will be fine.

Elizabeth alexander                 20/2/2016
inspired by fear of the known.

© Elizabeth Alexander