Health Poems

Health poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of health poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on health are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Health Food

Health Food short poem

Rub cheese on your knees, To cure a runny nose. Sliced onions on your bunions, To ease your itchy toes. A banana in your ear, Will dry those dreadful tears. A carrot up your nose, Will keep your vision clear.

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Lost Destination

Lost Destination short poem

Lost Destination I peep through the window: they keep running with the mobiles humming warming up their frozen spirits till the last breath in them. They run every morning on the bank of the lake to be afar from the

Different Yet The Same

Different Yet The Same short poem

You make your own assumptions of the way that I must be, You draw your own conclusions from the paperwork you see, I’m just a diagnosis, you’ve seen it all before, I see you are surprised when I walk in

The Heart

The Heart long poem

The heart a magnificent work of art, amazing in its design, if you follow it you will shine, cause it’s for much more than pumping blood it carries very real feeling of sympathy and love. It also has compassion in

Laughing

Laughing short poem

Laughing is good for your health Laughing at others shortens your mind Laughing at self broadens your mind Laughing without reasons is a sure sign of damage to brain Laughing to kill time is wasting your senses laughing at one’s

Poems containing references to : Health

I Remember You Dear Amma

I Remember You Dear Amma long poem

I will miss you till my last breath dear Amma I breath in each breath in remembrance of you dear Amma Growing up as a child in the family of five I worshiped you mother taking on life without any

Stepping Into Old Age

Stepping Into Old Age long poem

I thought Life is a fantasy having a lot of positivity I spent childhood happily and merrily I cherished Teenage which was full of excitement and entertainment I entered adulthood with dreams and challenges I experienced Middle age as most

It Hurts Too Much

It Hurts Too Much long poem

Her abuse of my naivety left a gaping wound; the cloaking (but never healing) of that wound made me hard and cold. ​She was sweet and sincere She dried my tears She was sympathetic And somewhat poetic She drew me

Good Morning

Good Morning short poem

As the sun beats down on another glorious day, the blackbirds are singing in their sweet little way. The world is still and my mind is at peace, how I pray for this stillness as it offers such release. The

Death And Desire

Death And Desire short poem

when young death is unheard when grown up death appears mystery when at ripe age death appears real When health deteriorates death knocks at your doors You either surrender or try to escape when you surrender you are no more

Chaya ( A Lyrical Tribute To Loving Sister)

Chaya ( A Lyrical Tribute To Loving Sister) long poem

Born second amidst six siblings She was the quietest of all Her short stature was in no way deterrent to her extra ordinary skills She was the nightingale par excellence who could put the naughty kid to sleep, disturbed mind

When

When short poem

When anger erupts demon appears human disappears When tears trickle hatred vanishes sympathy arrives When misunderstanding occurs friendship cracks trust brakes When health deteriorates wisdom dons desire to live enhances When success is achieved Ego sets in respect to others

Repentance

Repentance prose poem

I was fed up of school for wearing uniforms and me eking out punishments from teachers I was dreaming of college life which I thought would be like a bird freely flying into the clouds and repented for being still

Is it true that The Devil Wears Prada?

Is it true that The Devil Wears Prada? short poem

Notwithstanding the obvious and comforting Exceptions (exceptions die hard, don’t they?) The tycoons of luxury are not so different from Those operating in any other market segment. In the globalized economy, where the smart ones learn Quickly how to circumvent

You Only Live Once

You Only Live Once long poem

The minute that you meet her she will tell you she is ill She keeps all her medication upon her windowsill And I have to say It makes a fine display Her grandchildren are fascinated by their colours, shapes and

Outlook Deteriorating

Outlook Deteriorating long poem

Sitting in the examination room paper crackling under your naked spine the worm of doubt working its way through your pipes just about falling asleep white noise strong as medicine honing the edge of your fever there’s a double tap

Glorified Discreetly

Glorified Discreetly short poem

Living on margin he was deceived again. A grasshopper was perched on door shedding green pigment. Granary was empty and he was, worried about the health of nation. Glare and splendor always hurt his eyes. In the name of prosperity,

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day

Father Poems you must read this Father’s Day poetry articles

He was the first man your eyes opened to.. The shivering hand that touched your tiny nose.. The strong arm you cuddled on.. His love that kept brimming but never spilled.. Those eyes that made everything seem within reach.. That

D-day In One’s Life

D day In Ones Life long poem

LOVE ETERNAL It was a phone call most unexpected mystique and warmth was in the call I just could not believe it can be so for I was away travelling in Air far away Requesting me for a surprise visit

My Dad, My Soul

My Dad, My Soul long poem

It seems like he is punished Everyday when he returns from work His face drained, reflecting the fatigue of the whole day. He hardly has time to smile But I know he wants to smile When he leaves in the

Dreams Of A Life

Dreams Of A Life long poem

As a new day dawns and I open my eyes, I look upon a world in painless surprise. A smile creeps across my hopeful face as I lie in bed, my comfy place. A tentative move; a testing stretch but

My Make-up Bag….esp For The Ladies

My Make up Bag....esp For The Ladies short poem

I’ll start with some foundation for this provides my base, It helps hide any blemish that I find upon my face, It smooths out any wrinkles, it softens up my skin, I need to match the shade I need before

It’s Nothing But A Dream

Its Nothing But A Dream prose poem

They say.. a dream can keep you alive Out of the darkest night where all hope stops to fight… They say… a dream can keep you alive. Where tears never come to an end and all strengths begin to bend

Miserable

Miserable short poem

Some get disturbed without reason some feel miserable for some reason Some acts hysterical for unknown reason Little do we realise misery is self created We give importance more to the earthly desires Seldom we understand the importance of our

Mourning Of A Dead Body

Mourning Of A Dead Body long poem

Eighty Five years I lived in this world Throughout my life, I was thirsty for love and care But no one was ready to give me that love. Now I am dead and my body is lying in the Coffin.

Apathy

Apathy long poem

The dry leaves cover the ground, soon the snow will fall , In the Winter of my life, I know I am there, Everything is so bleak, but I just don’t care. People killing others, for no reason at all,

World A Maze ?

World A Maze ? short poem

World of maze ? Fuzzy is the world about mess in the cosmos where the mass amasses gross income that almost abates the flux in values fore grounded in the spinals of mortals. Crazy is the youth on the online

We And The Good Earth

We And The Good  Earth prose poem

A date set apart in the world calendar In honor and reverence of the great good Earth Is aptly in keeping with the need of the hour And a well thought of welcome gesture ! It’s time we owe allegiance

Second Fiddle

Second Fiddle prose poem

I once knew a teacher who occasionally used the word ‘fiddle’. If perhaps he deemed something untrue or irrelevant; Or if annoyed by students or otherwise disagreeable; he would simply say, “fiddle sticks”. In the instrumental world of music, a

Bucket List

Bucket List short poem

I seen it in a movie once, the person made a list, All the the things he wants to do and all the things he missed, It really got me thinking what my list would be, I wondered what hope

Touch

Touch short poem

Moments of blur, moments of clarity, Moments of us, moments of rarity… It’s the illusion of reality we call life, when it really is just a metaphorical rife… I see us together, yet far apart. Maybe it’s the agony of

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold long poem

I have empty pockets, and a heart full of gold. A family of eight, and friends new and old. I have blisters and bruises and cuts on my hands, no food for my family, and no wealth in my land.

36 Years

36 Years short poem

When the facts and figures did not add up When the bank account was empty, and also the cup When I was tired, weary, and worn, feeling all washed up From Illinois to Wisconsin, from Mississippi to California You have

White Pill, Red Pill

White Pill, Red Pill short poem

White pill, Red pill – We’ve both taken ours; Yet the divide between, Is still unseen – And cursed beneath our hearts. The measure of men, acceptable when – You beat me at my part; But I bleed for you,

Cigarette – Messenger Of Death

Cigarette   Messenger Of Death long poem

Introduction: It comes in a small cylinder of white rolled cover, a-four-inch-processed-tobacco- leaves, which becomes very active from slow and low combustion sustained by heat. Call it cigarette- maybe cigar-spit tobacco, perhaps, hookahs, menthol, bidis, clove or kreteks, probably, shisha

What Are We?

What Are We? prose poem

What are we? We are a bag of meat and water. Then why the consciousness. Consciousness is indeed a mystery. Does consciousness come from somewhere else and just inhabit our bodies? Where does it go after the meat and water

The Storm

The Storm short poem

The Cyclonic storm creates havoc on land The turmoils in life wreck havoc in mind The cyclonic storm floods the land with waters The turmoils in life disturbs the mind with tears The cyclonic storm uproots trees and objects The

Voice Of Intuition

Voice Of Intuition short poem

Sixth sense, a magical phenomenon, a super natural phenomenon, a gift bestowed upon some people by the Supreme Lord. Each and everyone has got sixth sense; Only those who are spiritually connected to God, Experience the direct perception of truth.

Ouroboros

Ouroboros short poem

Ouroboros is its own meal The same is true with Those from own country that steal! To hamstrung the incumbent Most party members are not hesitant. Ouroboros,they adore their party, Which they obliviously or Otherwise sully with A rent-seeking identity.

Palpitation

Palpitation short poem

For Kevin and Rocco When stress strikes at the strangest hour you wonder what befalls you as the trials and tribulations of daily survival test your patience and health. Palpitations ring in your chest, are a reminder of your fragility