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If I have just one more day
I will fight forever
Give up nothing
Till the end of my days come
I will not be afraid
I will never turn my back and run
This is the path chosen for me
I may break but never be done
Courageous
I will have faith where there used to be none
I will fight for me
I will be strong
This cancer cannot bind me
Cannot beat me down
It’s shadow will not dim my light
Until I’m 6 feet in the ground
With every single heartbeat……….
I will rise up and defy all odds
I will fight until forever
If I have just one more day
I was diagnosed with stomach cancer on April 10, 2025. Until the call from the doctor, I believed it was never going to be me, I thought I cannot get cancer. Little did I know cancer does not discriminate. It does not look at your race, gender and especially age. I am only 48 years old and I have cancer.. It is still sinking in, but this poem is how I feel about my diagnosis and my journey, I will fight until the bitter end. Cancer will have to take me kicking and screaming, dragging me all the way. I am resilient, I am strong, I want to live! #CANCERSUCKS
Hush, it's raining.
Heaven's cleaning the earth
with its gentle brush,
anew.
Uneasy potential storm rolling in
Flags up with blue hues
The bell tolls hearts roll
Waves done by you.
Eased by the tides,
Just wishing the rings didn't hurt
    Our son.
One life,
one light to shine in our allotted hour
a single strutting chance upon the stage
a single line writ large upon the page,
a chance to love, to live, to give
and what is more,
one entrance and one exit, no encore
Of all my travails
Tryouts, dry runs, and run-ins
This one changed my path

Tension, danger, tears
escapes, hijinks, burns, and blood
Love in there somewhere

Detailed and hazy
True and unreliable
Funny and awful

My event record
Muddy origin story
Memory-flashed tale

Told and re-told to others
To learn more about myself
©2025

BLT Webster’s Word of the Day challenge (travail) date 26 April 2025. Travail is a formal word, usually used in plural, that refers to a difficult experience or situation.
In the labyrinth
of self--
the deepest
personal sea
there lurks
a  darkness
hidden
that its owner
is fearful
to venture into
or to look at-

another world
that is--alien
unfathomable
mysterious-
the twilight
of the unconscious
totally
and irretrievably
submerged

it's real
not fantasy
but can't ever
be drawn
to the surface.
Poetic trattoria  
a feast for the eyes
Visionary smorgasbord
of what — and then why

(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)
I stool in front of the mirror
Looked at myself for long,
Whilst two pair of eyes sat on the bed and looked at me lovingly,
I turned this way and that way,
Am I beautiful I mumbled,
Are my eyes big,
Are my lips thin,
Have I a captivating smile,,
I looked at my physique,
Seems okay.
Then I felt two pairs of arms around my waist,
Mum we love you,
You are you,
Unique,
You are beautiful from deep within.
That is your worth.
26/4/2025
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