Fever Poem by Practicing Poetess
Fever
Rating: ★5.0
The room is spinning,
Enlarging in size.
The walls breathe in, and out.
I'm weak as a kitten;
My body perspires
It's fever, there's no doubt.
My forehead is burning
And I start to shake
I feel very small, and alone
I sip me some water
Wish for panadol to take
When ill, it's no fun being home.
Saturday, June 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: illness,sickness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Actual date of this poem's writing was 3rd June,2018
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4/24/2024 4:57:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Touching inscription has been made on illness and fever. Most touching lines are.... I'm weak as a kitten; My body perspires It's fever, there's no doubt. I am so sorry that you were on fever.
Not to worry, Kumar- - - It's only a poem! I did not really have a fever. But I remembered/recalled what a fever felt like, and I described it and wrote about it. I do that type of thing quite frequently- - write from a memory of something. Thank you for commenting!