The Disease Poems - Poems about The Disease

The Disease of Love

If love is the disease of the heart, I want you to infect me with it, If love has impaired my vision so that I cannot see, I want you to blind me with it, and show me where you store it. If love is caught between the trees and I cannot move, send a

The disease of the withered soul

It's three in the morning - the grave silence breaks my soul,
the glass on the coffee table is empty,
obliviously I water my soul, it will bloom too.

Some birds are chirping in my chest - they sound like cuckoos.
Old stories bequeath the saying that when they cry,
they shed tears that heal all diseases.

The disease called shy

You have my voice that sings
My eye’s that love to see
My heart beating when it believes
My hand writing poetry of what should be
My steps walking boldly thinking of thee

My minds consumption of 
vast amounts of time 
My work that tries providing
Any attention that I can find

A victim of love
Happily and sadly am I 
I am

The Disease That Laughs

The Disease That Laughs

The disease that laughs never cries. He thrives on destruction and has no discrimination in his eyes. He will draw you in through pleasure and lies as he ties and binds your soul to addiction. Your life is now a miserable mess as you wonder when you will get high next. See

The Disease of Society

We always move forward into our past,
Whether it be paradoxical or oxymoronic ;
Our future is only our past....

The Disease of Love

What if love was contagious
Like some sort of disease
Affecting all religions and races
Bringing the world to its knees

Where a cure is never found
Where no one even tries
A disease that for years sticks around
Contaminating all of mankind

From a kind word being said
To a hug when it's needed the most
In hopes it quickly spreads
With everyone being the

The Disease of Power

This sickness,
is just a mental disturbance.
One gender takes control,
the other must follow.
For years sexism is the prevention,
of human decency and equality.


Fighting for human rights,
fighting for women's rights,
fighting for all rights,
its so sad.
Fighting for rights that we should already have,
fighting for rights that we were giving to the day we were born,
fighting for rights just to

The Disease

No one has to be hungry; everybody 
can have a job. No one has to be a doormat 
or feel like a doorknob. The world is complete 
with everything a human being would need. 
No need to beg big, borrow or even plead. 

There's enough food and water, land and 
space too. And there are

The Disease Called Gossip

Sometimes gossip may start out true 
But each time it's passed along it gets skewed
The more lips it passes the more it's changed 
The facts and story get rearranged 

The whispers may come from an enemy or "friend"
Either way it's the truth they bend
Spreading the lies and gossip they've heard
Never thinking about who is being

The Disease

It has always amazed me
And something I could never understand
How much hate and evil
Can hide in the heart of man.

Living a nightmare
Beyond our wildest dreams
Living in times like the world has never seen
The government's foolishly opened the door
And now it's hard to trust anyone anymore.

We cannot spend our lives in fear
But stand strong united and

Living With the Disease

HERE ALONE IN THE DARK,
 I DONT KNOW WHERE TO GO, BUT I'VE COME SO FAR.
 GOTTA PUSH FURTHER,
 BUT DONT KNOW IF I COULD,
 BUT IF I DONT IM GONNA WISH I WOULD.
 MY HEAD IS RACING,
 BUT IM NOT SO SURE,
 IF THIS IS THE PATH THAT WILL LEAD ME TO MY CURE.

The Disease of Humanity, Reprise

Simple to fall apart,
the dry broken skin.

The sunken eyes will tell you lies,
you can't hide that kind of fire,
once its blazing, its blazing.

Madness, sadness,
manic panic,
pressure, pulsing, pounding, pain,
you can only pray for rain.
If your lucky you'll go numb,
before your face turns to dust.
Hope your legs move,
when your head decides to run.

Disease received,
in the air that

The Disease of Humanity

Manic panic,
the brain bleeds,
the maddening sadness,
the mouth that feeds,
it's the disease of humanity.

When the sunlight burns your eyes,
at least you  know your alive.

We have faith,
and we believe,
in the smoke,
that we breathe,
the truth that lies,
down in between,
and the blessing,
that we receive,
it is the disease,
the disease of humanity.

The Disease of the World

Complications in this world are everywhere
problems and pain are like a disease infecting everybody
some people get hit harder with the disease and fall
some die from the sickness, others survive and get back up.
They fight and tell others how to fight the sickness. 
This world can devastate even the strongest of people
making them feel like the

There Are Some Remedies Worse Than the Disease

They say the cure for loneliness
Is just to find a friend
But what if that friend
Was a dead end?
The times enjoyed
Throughout the years
Come to a halt
As the time slows
The ticking comes to a close
Then it slowly comes back
The thoughts of it all
Just like a sloth, they crawl
Haunting.
Panic.
The rush.
Faster.
Go.
Run to his aid.
Reach out and feel
the beating heart
the

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