Terminally Poems - Poems about Terminally

...I wonder what it would’ve been like to grow up differently. Maybe with fewer mental roadblocks. Maybe with a brain that wasn’t constantly shifting channels without warning. I’ve been trying so hard l......

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...Nothing compares to the stillness of the soul. Remain dignified even within the spiral of desolation. Remain upright before the arrogance of opulence. Life, an hourglass filled with illusions......

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...O to live life in relentless outreach And still stay put, stagnant, nowhere to reach, To struggle hard, getting not so in hand, To feign busy as if a butterfly, Or a productive bee nevertheless, ......

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...He blinks in and out in a wingchair, overhears what visitors say when patients can be talked about as if not there. People speak well of the dying, even of dying strangers, to him their word......

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...I poison myself to endure the torments of my clairvoyant mind, A journey littered with catastrophes and irreversible scars. I chase nightmares I will find in hell, My face drowned in the fleeting ......

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... Why should we hire you? I guarantee this is the only conversation we will have while I work here Why did you leave your last job? The tried to make we ask an 95 year old if she needed i......

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...This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor. Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain slap......

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... Things that I alone see would remain unseen by others. Things that move or touch me alone, none other would bother. Clouds with color and form, are not just a repository of water, but demand m......

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...Surely it is virtually impossible To hide and disguise In plain sight Of curious mind eyes The quite patently blatantly obvious Unless that is of course Those they who are Looki......

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...Love is not always reciprocated Seeming some hearts terminally constipated – unable to relieve themselves and others, to make lighter many burdens, the long suffering of less fortunat......

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...Sky blue eyes looking past the bounty of pork rinds past boundless skylines stare blankly for way too long then to the menu cradled in his plastic hands. Plant-based food options required b......

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...Oh! No. I won’t wait until you’re seriously terminally sick Or to expire in order to send you bouquets of ritzy flowers Today is indeed the time, the hour to stand above the big brick To show my l......

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...A revolving door of visiting friends Old and new, at the hospital, day by day. Stalked by death's brooding shadow; Cancer-stricken and terminally ill,...

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..."You have it easy," is what they always say. "Are you starving and not breathing," they ask. "You have no right to complain," they mock. Then why does my life feel like I've been living in vai......

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...My heart is beating so fast I can not say for sure If it may not at any moment go into cardiac arrest and explode out my chest cavity And my hands are so sweaty its like they are rainin......

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