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Best Poems Written by Ankala Subbarao

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The Malarial Sporozoite

My mom and dad met in the gut of an insect!  	
As a kid, I was packed in a sac not so perfect;	
When I am mature,	
I make myself sure	
To infect a human when the insect does inject

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Woes of a Heart Attack Victim

I have this uneasiness, which I never had before.
Started from the central chest, now my left arm sore;
Beads of sweat now all over, though it isn’t hot
Should I wake up my wife and tell her or not?

I apply a pain balm as I try myself to nurse
But this damned uneasiness only becomes worse;
My clothes drenched in cold sweat.
Should I call my friend or should I consult the net?

Ten minutes now and I can hear myself breathe
Now a vice-like pain while I grit my teeth
I get out of the bed and pace the floor
Should I get out of the bed and open the door?

I feel as though I am hugged by a beast
Or is it an elephant sitting on my chest
Whatever I do the pain wont go away
Should I call the ambulance straightaway?

Now I feel dizzy, my head is reeling
Unbearable pain, I am still feeling
Unable to stand, I cant believe I am ill
Should I go to the night store and pop up a pill?

Must be the food I ate the previous night,
Or the drink I had, though they said it was light;
Or is it the Evil Eye of my jealous friend?
Should I wake up everyone but how will the pain end?

I get this retching now and vomit all my food
Now that the food is out, I hope I will feel good
But alas, no such luck, my pain is worse than before
Should I just walk and call the Cardiologist next door?

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Panic Manic

All of a sudden, like a bolt from the blue,
This intense fear, wherefore I have no clue!

I can't walk, I can’t eat nor can I speak, 
I can’t even stand, my knees are weak.

I am shivering from head to toe,
The dread I feel just doesn’t go

I want to run for my life, but I cant move an inch
A dinosaur is chasing me but I'm tied with a cinch

I can hear my own heart beat like a horse racing;
My lungs bellowing like Death I would be embracing.

I am giddy, I am dizzy, I feel like falling down,
But there I am, still up there looking like a clown!

My hands are shaking, my palms are sweating
My mind in a daze, I know not what I am getting.

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Immunoglobulin

Simple living and High thinking is my steadfast motto
You need a powerful microscope to take my stunning photo;
Uninvited though, I do enter.. the cozy home of my  host
When I come out with a brand new coat, the host, alas, is a ghost

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Cobal Amine

Your daily want of me is just in micrograms two or three,	
In your liver you do hoard, a thousand times your need for me.	
Without me you turn pale; even a few steps you can't  take	
With a melon in your belly, very soon your life is at stake

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Virus

"Simple living and High thinking" is my steadfast motto
You need a powerful microscope to take my stunning photo;
Uninvited though, I do enter.. the cozy home of my  host
When I come out with a brand new coat, the host, alas, is a ghost

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Mitral Valve

I look like a Pope's cap, hence my name
Encased in a fit and firm, fibrous frame
My large hands clap
To the great pump's tap
I keep blood flowing, as that is my aim

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Bald and Bold

Baldies of the world, do not despair!	
It's not the end, you just lost some hair!!	
	
Balder men are more virile, thus spake a sage	
And many a woman "testify" to this old adage.. 	
	
Balder men are noted to be wise and mature	
Trusted by everyone, their thoughts kind and pure	
	
No need for shampoos,  combs or for hair cream	
No need for a barber even in the wildest dream	
	
Every day we can have a fresh head bath day 	
Not just once a week or only on one Sunday	
	
Hairline well receded, you never seem to age	
As you reach middle age, that'll be an advantage	
	
You can fit into a cap or hat or any headgear with ease	
Or you can wear a stylish wig, as fashions never cease	
	
Father of our Nation was bald, so were Nehru and Patel	
You may be considered great, and you can weave a tale!	
	
So, Baldies of the world, don’t despair!	
It is not the end, you just lost some hair!

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The Battery of the Heart

SINOATRIAL NODE	
Inside your heart of hearts, I have my cosy residence	
I produce funny currents and start my innate cadence	
My loyal junior takes over, in case I am a bit sick	
Yet he can never match…... the speed of my  tick

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Bald and Beautiful

Baldies of the world, do not despair!
It's not the end, you just lost some hair!!

Balder men are more virile, thus spake a sage
And many a woman "testify" to this old adage.. 

Balder men are noted to be wise and mature
Trusted by everyone, their thoughts kind and pure

No need for shampoos,  combs or for hair cream
No need for a barber even in the wildest dream

Every day we can have a fresh head bath day 
Not just once a week or only on one Sunday

Hairline well receded, you never seem to age
As you reach middle age, that'll be an advantage

You can fit into a cap or hat or any headgear with ease
Or you can wear a stylish wig, as fashions never cease

Father of our Nation was bald, so were Nehru and Patel
You may be considered great, and you can weave a tale!

So, Baldies of the world, don’t despair!
It is not the end, you just lost some hair!