Cancer Ward Poem by Valsa George
Cancer Ward
Life, here hangs on a filmy thread of hope
Unskilled acrobats, making tight rope walks
With the deep chasm gaping below
Some too fatigued to feel the stress,
Empty beds bearing
the scars of lost battles,
Shaded rooms brooding in the gloom,
Pervading silence speaking mutely
of burnt hopes and dreams,
the morbid stillness occasionally broken by
stifled groans and whimpers.
In a corner room, he lay,
a dead heap upon the bed,
with no one to keep vigil,
Loneliness, his only companion!
Crowds of fans queued up once
to have just a glimpse of him!
Now suddenly grown older
with all energy vanquished,
he stares into the claws of Death.
His frail emaciated body,
rejecting the drops of toxic drugs,
The dried up neurons refusing
to send signals to the brain,
Eye balls sinking deep,
Cheek bones sticking out,
Tentacles of cancer tightening hold
on every lobe of his lungs,
he lay- on his bed,
a dead log of wood tossed by the currents
Moving in and out of consciousness
He finally slipped into the snares of Death.
The vanquished soldier exited out,
Sans songs, sans fanfare!
capturing the human conditions like this with words is meritorious...
So touching that I recollected a few more faces sharpened with intense pain beyond any description. The survivors are fortunate enough.In the dark chambers of loneliness and hopelessness, can we ever see the torch bearers of medical science to show a way out? A poem that matters a lot to us.
A Cancer Patients Last Wish DO READ ALIVE INCIDENCE I OBSERVED UR IS GREAT
Burnt hopes and dreams. Sad note. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A wonderful poem, inspiring me to write a poem on CCU where I reminded a few days after a heart attack.
Full of emotions very poignantly and successfully put down to arouse a heart-felt feeling for the suffering souls Valsa.......a very phenomenal composition......10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 4:15:45 AM # 1.0.0
A sad but very real situation. Deaths door is always opened it never closes for even a second. Always beckoning someone into its depth of darkness and despair. A slow death from cancer is very emotional. Maybe a cure will be found soon to eradicate its devastating effects. Hopefully it will happen in our lifetime Valsa. You described the situation with tenderness of mind and heart. My thanks to you for a touching write of the human condition.