6 result(s) for Stroke Victim Poems.
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Silent Echoes
Silent words linger, heavy and still,
In a world where whispers fade on the hill.
Yet love speaks loudest, a radiant fire,
In the heart's quiet chambers, it stirs and inspires.
Eyes like deep oceans, reflecting the soul,
In silence, they beckon, they soothe and console.
A touch says more than a thousand goodbyes,
In the warmth of embrace, our true language lies.
Words may be muted, yet feelings unfold,
In the tapestry woven, where love is the gold.
Though storms may have shaken the ground that we tread,
In the silence, I hear all the things left unsaid.
Awakening in Silence
In the hush of a waking dream,
Eyes wide open, yet lost in between,
Between the worlds of thought and light,
A canvas of whispers, painted in night.
Words stumble soft on a silken thread,
Echoes of laughter, now dance in my head,
Fingers that linger where shadows recline,
A symphony murmurs, the heartbeat in time.
Each moment a treasure, though wrapped in a shroud,
Resilience blooms, fierce, under a cloud,
In dreams I wander, with colors that dance,
As waking visions ignite a fragile chance.
Whispers of Joy
In morning light, a soft embrace,
Where shadows fade, I find my place.
A laugh, a bird, a flower's sway,
In simplest things, I greet each day.
Though words may falter, silence speaks,
In gentle smiles, it's love we seek.
The world may tilt, but here I stand,
With open heart, and steady hand.
Each tiny joy, a thread in time,
A canvas painted, brightly, sublime.
From fleeting moments, strength I weave,
In life's embrace, I learn to believe.
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Silent Laughter
In shadows cast by dimming light,
A room where whispers softly tread,
Echoes of laughter, short and bright,
Where memories linger, though words are fled.
His smile lingers, though silence speaks,
A dance of thoughts behind closed eyes,
In quiet corners, his spirit seeks,
The warmth of stories, beyond goodbyes.
With every breath, a touch of grace,
In stillness, wisdom finds its bloom,
Though words may falter, love's embrace
Holds whispers of laughter in the room.
Small Victories
In shadows cast by sudden strife,
A world once bright, now shaped by loss,
But every day, a spark of life,
In small triumphs, we bear the cost.
A hand that trembles, but still seeks,
To lift a cup, to trace a line,
Each whispered word, though silence speaks,
Is music found, a heart that shines.
With patience woven through the pain,
A journey marked by hope's refrain,
In every step, though slow it seems,
Resilience blooms in fractured dreams.
So let us cheer the fragile win,
For in each breath, new strength begins,
A testament to battles fought,
In every small triumph, courage caught.
Flickering Echoes
In corners dim, where shadows play,
A mind once bright, now drifts away.
Memories dance like flames in flight,
Flickering softly, dimming bright.
Moments grasped in tender hands,
Then slip through time like shifting sands.
Familiar faces, whispers near,
A tapestry of love and fear.
Fragments swirl in restless night,
Each thought a ghost, a waning light.
Yet in the heart, a spark remains,
A flicker of joy through muted pains.
TIME
by Rebecca Barrientos-Patlan
January 7, 2025
First Anniversary of a Stroke
YESTERDAY’S stroke, is dead and gone
TODAY I’m tirred but I’ll keep going on
‘God please help me now to see’
TOMORROW, in my victory!