Can you check my BP? I'm on a low
Can't check right now ? You too said no !
Seeds of my brain refused to grow
There's no more glee and smile to show
Can you check my BP? I'm walking slow
My words are numb! They've lost the flow
My eyes now itch, that used to glow
They cry a lot now, three days in row
Can you check my BP? I'm about to go
My skin feels stiff, is it hard dough?
Bad thoughts in mind are in need to throw
Why I'm getting all sick and drained, although?
Can you check my BP? You won't I know!
My heart is cold, it's covered with snow
My garden's empty, can anyone sow?
I need a doctor, my body's on low
About the Creator
Maryam Batool
I'm 17
I'm a storyteller who loves poems, fiction, and romance. Creativity is my constant companion. I take joy in turning thoughts into worlds. Writing is my way of exploring life and connecting with others
Ready to let my writing bloom!
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"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Omg so beautiful! I hope you are okay tho?
Last line! Amazing
Wow! Superb girl such an evocative poem.