Mental Health

International Nurses Day poem👩‍⚕️
Who took us in his lap for the first time She was our nurse mother. The one who first raised his hand on earth She was our nurse mother. who showed us the first smile She was our nurse mother. When our own people left this labor of distress Then nurse mother took us in her lap again. Let us all thank God together Who made everyone a mother in the form of a nurse.
By Suraj poetry plus 2 years ago in Poets
A battle fought in silence
In the corners of my mind, shadows creep Whispers of doubt and fear that never sleep Anxiety grips me with its icy hand Depression clouds my thoughts like shifting sand
By Beatrice calitz2 years ago in Poets
Tug of War
When you are close to shifting, When you are close to the next level; It begins to get really uncomfortable. I am still deciphering what the discomfort is towards.
By Nomfundo Gumede2 years ago in Poets
My garden
I spent so much of my life trying to make myself smaller. There has always been a world inside me, that i hid for so long. There has always been
By sandy!2 years ago in Poets
ESTP "The Powerful Dynamo"
With boldest heart and ever-quickened wit, The ESTP, a storm in laughter's guise, Through life they charge, with problems to behit,
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
ESTP "The Thrillseeking Maverick"
With wit as sharp as rapier's thrust and keen, The ESTP, a storm of vibrant might, Embraces action, scorns the things unseen,
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
The Battle Within Rages
Her heart beats double staccato, And she questions what it is she is contemplating, Beginning to believe she’s finally lost her mind,
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Poets
Dream’s Deceit: A Mind’s Reawakening
In the quiet of his chamber, a man stood still, Haunted by a sight that gave a chilling thrill. His love, his life, in another's embrace,
By Ajax2 years ago in Poets
You know me better
You know me better better than you thought you thought that you lost me you lost me in the dark in the dark I was a spark
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
Ever-questioning
[ Before reading my variation on the expected format for this Challenge. ‘An acrostic is a poem or other word composition in which the first letter (or syllable, or word) of each new line (or paragraph, or other recurring feature in the text) spells out a word, message or the alphabet.’
By Pauline Fountain2 years ago in Poets
The Mind Healer Asks About My Dreams
My drugged gray matter grips my hand, commands me to understand. Disjointed murmurs spill from my lips, like a paint can pouring
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Love/Desperation
Let's go somewhere Mirrors reflect your list image to me Creeping in with some divine foreboding I have you now, and yet I don't
By Rowan Riley2 years ago in Poets