Medical Poems

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

First Aid

First Aid short poem

The most important thing to always remember, At no point should you put yourself in danger, For a moment step back, take time to assess, However, act promptly, you were taught by the best. You need to determine if they

Nurse

Nurse short poem

You study so hard for a nursing career Sometimes knowledge doesn’t replace fear The job of a 12 hour shift Registered nurse, Some- times feels more akin a curse. Telling my loved ones goodbye And leaving home for the night

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She Seeks Him…

She Seeks Him... long poem

“A young, bubbly lass once I saw, Tall, dusky and a charming smile she wore. Like all little girls, she waited in anticipation, Of a handsome young man, Who’d love her like no one. Her little follies he would overlook,

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

For Ever

For Ever short poem

As he slowly floated to the sky The stars spelled out his name His heart, his soul all were loved But now burned with a wicked flame His hand slipped away from mine The curved, crocked and the most looked

Inhuman Act

Inhuman Act short poem

We often don’t think of the danger ahead while on Road We take it for granted mishaps occurs only for others We never put ourselves in the position of an accident victim We rush to the spot where accident has

Ever working: The Incredible Machine Of Life

Ever working: The Incredible Machine Of Life short poem

Is man standing? Heart throbs. Is man squatting? Heart pulsates. Is man on his knees? Heart beats, even when posture affects the heart- its rhythms never end. In humor heart goes back and forth, in glumness it thrums, in sullenness

Social Justice And Chritianity

Social Justice And Chritianity prose poem

While striving to be a good person and being socially concerned I do not believe in utopia. I do not believe in the perfection of man on this earth. I do not believe man can make a just and good

The Apnea Of Superman

The Apnea Of Superman short poem

THE Man thought in the dark… of mass derailments of bank assailants of pleading beggars’ eyes of polished politicians’ lies of toxic chemical dumps of reclusive addicts’ slump of repulsive battle sounds of trampled sacred grounds THE Man thought in

The Unborn

The Unborn short poem

He was left inside me, still living but not born. One dark night when bodies heated up, love flourished in the form of lust he was dropped inside carelessly, by that indecent lover. He survived but was not meant to

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,

The Help Of Poems

The Help Of Poems prose poem

I am not one that uses great emotions I never see to have the notion The anger inside me sometimes starts to bubble And if I let it all out it will get me in trouble My teacher one day

My Passion

My Passion short poem

Wise folks say choose your passion in life and follow your dream Well I can proudly say, even though it took longer than expected, I did so it seems What could one be more passionate for than helping the youth,

To Be With Him In Eternity

To Be With Him In Eternity long poem

finding ways of running from the one force was getting harder everyday, with no night coming up the hill like it used to. rain still came only enough for plants to make out a week’s menu for those who had

Wilderness

Wilderness short poem

Why did you have to come in this world to become a medical waste? There was no urgency to dropp in and then remain unnoticed, with no symptoms of life. Later scooped by a dumper you are thrown on garbage.

Aids/HIV: Will I Live?

AIDS-will you let me live? You will live, if you remain faithful to your spouse, you will live , if you avoid sexually depraved activities, you will live, if you leave morally permissive life, hedonist world, media, and society promote.

Ebola, the African Plague

Ebola, the African Plague long poem

It is not every tear that glitters, Neither is every curse tied to positive tides, But it is only the positive tides that glitter. It is not every damnation that flees, It is not every succumbing dream that prevails, Neither,

Rich And Poor

Rich And Poor short poem

Penniless, I get up in the morning having eight hours of sound sleep feeling fresh and happy. don’t you feel I am rich in spite of being Poor ? Milliner, I get disturbed sleep the whole night and get up

Dream Of Being In A Trefoil Tunnel

Dream Of Being In A Trefoil Tunnel long poem

A Dream of Being in a Trefoil Tunnel In one out-of-body, space, time and dream, I am a shade swooshing in a trefoil stream- In a tunnel wherein a whoosh up is a glide Round a bend that is a

The Time Traveller’s Answer

The Time Traveller’s Answer long poem

What’s it like living in the future? A future where all around us, there is data, Where messages can be sent from any place anywhere, In a matter of seconds. Where every second, Millions of these messages are sent. What’s

Marry Me

Marry Me ode

i will not marry you, because of your color i will not marry you because of your nationality yes, i will not marry you for your faith i will not marry you for your social status for our political differences

Time To Reconcile

Time To Reconcile long poem

Daily chores has no place for sentiment each one has plans earmarked for the day Busy person has no time to spare time with near and dear lazy person has no mind to think about near and dear Present generation

My Heart Skips A Beat

My Heart Skips A Beat prose poem

Heart breaks.. A topic that rules the world of fiction. The cinema loves it, the writers give it so much of stardom and center stage. Be it the classics or the contemporary, tragedies out stand the happy endings. It’s also

General Assembly Type Sacred Space

General Assembly Type Sacred Space long poem

Been working for 31 years and never been to a union meeting to vote on anything other than up on a contract or for a strike the strike is remembered with shame and confusion, no one even asks no one

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You Everywhere !

You Everywhere ! prose poem

I can’t stop writing when I think of you You are morning’s cold water splash You are the shower of rain from hanging clouds You are favourite song on my lips You are the dream keeps me awake every night

Finding her

Finding her short poem

I saw her walking down the long winding road I felt her rustling among the leaves She merrily sprinted on the green-brown branches She felt the moist clouds on her finger tips I felt her running through my veins I

Lost In Time

Lost In Time short poem

…………………………………………… Kashi haunts me After months. It is not just the picture- The silent Ganga, Ancient town, Relaxed sadhus, A pious brahmin Walking the streets, Radiant calm on his face, Or cows, crowds and crossroads, Or the cremation ghats The

A Stranger

A Stranger short poem

You were a stranger A stranger for whom I didn’t care To meet you, was my worst nightmare. The first time I saw you, All seemed so vague. I had no desire to impress The thoughts were less to express.

Soul Chutney

Soul Chutney short poem

Drown I want to in the sweet buzz you create, tunes of wilderness, in my ear, in my mind. Your hue I want to engulf myself, dance in bare nakedness, leave all shame behind, self behind. One whiff of you

Another Morning

Another Morning long poem

There was a bright light again.. It’s a morning after a night rain! The petrichor was around that place.. No doubt,drops’re drying with all grace! Serene it was to feel the wet on leaf.. The dust pulled out with a

The Girl At The Lagoon

The Girl At The Lagoon short poem

I watched her as she swam across the lagoon And her smile much brighter than the moon. The clam breeze in the air whispered gently, As if a marching band played a loving tune. I was quickly invited into the

A Gift?

A Gift? prose poem

The meaning of life? This question has been asked for millennia. Some say there is no meaning, life is just a placeholder between oblivions. Others say God breathes life into man for a greater purpose, intimately meaningful. For some, born

Wanderer

Wanderer short poem

It was a taxidermal view thousands of fawns on the lake. Can you handle the die-off of the whole truth? I have nowhere to go. Genes are turning on, turning off. Bare hands holding the bruises. Hungry, but cannot eat

Follow Your Dreams.

Follow Your Dreams. short poem

They say it’s all in the mind How we imagine things to be is very far removed from what becomes our reality We each have dreams to follow A date to keep with Fate We strive for success on the

Scars Of Life

Scars Of Life short poem

Want to shed the knowledge far from the strings and becoming myself again. Can you catch the time slipped from your hands when you were chasing the tiger? Phrases were still burning like white phosphorus on my forehead. Where do

The prayer of a leader

The prayer of a leader long poem

The power that is with me Is not of my decision And the fame given me Is not of my choice Man have done wrong Betrayed and denied with purpose Killed and have killed more Murdered souls out of greed

Off-limits

Off limits short poem

There was a soul-searching after a negative assassination tearing my past, my future. Beneath the burden lies the mountain of bail-outs. You don’t feel whole in shadows of countings. The borders were breached for lavish darkness alive under the full

You are still in my poems!

You are still in my poems! short poem

” Away from my old life & my Nin*, So many days through thick & thin ! Away from you, my dear friend, On writing about us, I have to advent ! Swirling in the emotions of your love, Feeling

The Sapling Under The Bridge

The Sapling Under The Bridge short poem

I’ve heard that plants need the sun, else they shrivel and they die; but I saw a sapling under a bridge, through the other side of pane. It seemed like it were surviving, maybe even managing a bit of thriving;

Perhaps

Perhaps long poem

Perhaps a word of encouragement, for you is overdue Perhaps it’s not my job, to try to comfort you Just know that in this moment, my intentions are for good But my intentions rarely work out, the way that I