Art is a kind of illness.
quote by Giacomo Puccini
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We Let the Illness In
At first, we both make contact
With mucus membranes,
And we let the illness in.
The fevers we may contract
Fester in our brains,
And we let the illness in.
We won't know how to react
While writhing in pain,
And we let the illness in.
Yet, such is the fate we pick,
Choosing to be sick,
And we let the illness in.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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They have been deprived nutritionally, or some illness has not been picked up, or they have not been screened for vision or hearing defects, or they have not had some kind of a chronic illness or error of metabolism picked up.
quote by C. Everett Koop
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After An Illness
AFTER AN ILLNESS
After an illness
The feeling of being alright again
Is a special kind of happiness -
Gratitude and a sense of Blessing
Hope and the feeling of Beginning again-
I have been sick and troubled in my sickness for days now
How good it is to feel I can walk out into the fresh air again
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Union Cures The Illness
For any illness,
The symptoms and signs are within oneself, but
The cure is obtaining medicines from source outside;
Whereas,
For the illness of a well jeweled mistress
Who is longing for union with lover,
She herself is the medicine,
Union cures the illness.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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The best doctor prevents illness, an average doctor visits when the illness is imminent, and the unskilled doctor treats your present illness.
Cure For Me
I acquire the cure for my ills,
The solution is final for my illness.
It is death that resides in the middle of life,
I ignore when I am like a fortunate man.
The illness will be cured due to beasts,
They enter the planet through the vacuum.
The illness is again discontinued.
My Satan is conquered for all those watching
So that ill men who see can nevertheless find
The very soul to be complete.
poem by Naveed Akram
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You have this mounting aggressive ignorance with the rabbit's foot of their particular religion. You don't really have any kind of spiritual law, just a kind of a rabid mental illness. The songs are a little slice of life.
quote by Joni Mitchell
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In my thoguhts i am alone
In my thoughts i am alone
where i fear no one understands
the pain the illness the sadness
the nightly terrors i handle alone
this experience i cant handle of this illness
they call bipolar the way im defined or labled that
one can not see past to see who i am beyond the illness
who is scared of herself who is caring for others more than herself
who will do anything to make another happy
but for one to meet someone who is 'bipolar' thats what they see
unstable depressed manic angry mood swing mess
but what they dont understand is how stable is not in our world
and it doesnt define us it makes us who we are
this illness we battle alone cause unless you have it
you can never fully understand and even if you do i dont think
we can fully understand it...
alone in this illness
alone in these thoughts
alone is how i feel
i cry alone when i feel alone
i sleep to be alone to feel nothing
to feel nothing or empty is what i need
it would be better than the saddness and hurt and
the feeling of alone
my tears fall alone
i enjoy being alone but the feeling of alone is
something i can not handle
to feel like there is no one
to feel like no one can truely understand or care
i only ache with this fear
i try to cry and scream for help but no one seems to hear
so lost in this illness and how to not feel alone
poem by Juliana Willsey
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Fear is a question: What are you afraid of, and why? Just as the seed of health is in illness, because illness contains information, your fears are a treasure house of self-knowledge if you explore them.
quote by Marilyn Ferguson
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Fear is a question What are you afraid of, and why Just as the seed of health is in illness, because illness contains information, your fears are a treasure house of self-knowledge if you explore them.
quote by Marilyn Ferguson
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My biggest excuse to others and myself was that I had writer's block, as if it was some kind of illness.
quote by Mary Garden
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Youth is a kind of illness cured only by the passing years.
I still when I wake up hit the ground running; and having an illness, I'm only one of hundreds of thousands of people that live with an illness, and I'm just in awe of the bravery and dignity of the people I see at the hospital.
quote by Karen Duffy
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Depression Is an Illness
Depression is an illness
You don’t just feel depressed
You cannot eat
You cannot sleep
When you’re feeling overstressed
Depression is an illness
You don’t just feel depressed
You cannot cope
You have no hope
When you’re feeling overstressed
Depression is an illness
You don’t just feel depressed
You always cry
You want to die
When you’re feeling overstressed
Depression is an illness
You don’t just feel depressed
Please seek advice
It could save your life
When you’re feeling overstressed
poem by Donna Caldwell
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In Bed
I am bed ridden and admitted in hospital
I get disheartened on doctor’s arrival
May thoughts cross over in mind?
Doctors come treat me and be very kind
I am totally afraid of death
I know how people offer wreath
Hey will be sobbing and remain in tears
I go berserk and loose heart to bear
I know no harm will be done
All illness may disappear and certainly gone’
I shall be back home with full cheers
I shall smile again without any tears
It is time to express our gratitude
And this should be general attitude
No need to express grief, sorrow
He has done all well for tomorrow
The illness can’t be contributed to anything
That can take place with anybody for something
It is body and may fell apart any time
Don’t think negative about it anytime
Keep only one faith
That may avoid the death
Rest everything is decided and in time
We may miss and curse it sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Are We Ill?
How many men are against us when we are ill?
Illness desires you as a last resort, when ill.
The magnificent and the abhorrent ailments
Need both cures, again and again in the hospital.
The hospital is for doctors who care,
And the nurses are fearful of you.
Patients need patience to adore the health
Of a nation in pity for their condition.
The pities are seldom seen in youth
As they are in public or private.
May the men who are against us be quiet
Now that illness is the past.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Emotional Abuse
When you are young a parent's scorn
Can make you wish you'd never been born,
And as you grow you're sure to find
Their lack of love has damaged your mind.
What have they done? There's no excuse
For inflicting this kind of emotional abuse!
And yet they'll say they're not to blame,
It's just some kind of psychological game,
You're doing it to get attention
And your 'illness' is the doctor's invention!
Don't let them have the satisfaction
Of blaming it on a 'chemical reaction',
They've got to admit that they were wrong
And you have suffered far too long.
Where will you find a lasting cure?
Not in psychiatry for sure,
In endless talk and ECT
And chemical lobotomy! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Scary Illness
Had a man walked the lane so prized
He would have noticed specialists agonized
By the scene too complete, too sacred,
We scared them with our illness hinted.
My walking out of bed carried weight
Of a body in time with dates and ready to accelerate.
He the man of utter distinction called his own,
His family forgave the illness of a lifetime alone.
The men of the women called nurses gathered
In the hospital, taking over the job afterward.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Father (Love Poem)
He had sunken, slightly disappointed, kind eyes,
Illness barely gave him 3 score years and 10.
He always expected that God would intervene,
To prevent business failure after Biblical 40 years.
Trusting faithfully to the end – a gentle man.
“Look after your Mother” – his last words to me.
poem by Ian Beckett
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