POETRY Archives - MICHAEL EDISON

Solitary figure driving along an empty dusk highway, headlights cutting through twilight, symbolising a journey of healing, faith and hidden cracks in the soul.

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THE ROAD THAT KNOWS MY CRACKS

Edisonwrites / October 24, 2025

Tell me the place I go, I am driving down there like it’s the only goal. The goal and […]

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I WILL STICK TO YOU

Edisonwrites / July 23, 2025

Let the world murmur as we walk, Let them paint their stares with chalk. Let the streets sneer their

A broken man kneeling in a dark, stormy forest with arms outstretched, pleading to a glowing divine figure for mercy and hope

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I NEED A SAVIOUR

Edisonwrites / July 18, 2025

It is heavy upon me now, I stare at the sun and the moonlight. I stare at

Medical poetry, POETRY

THE PRICE OF SAVING LIVES:

Edisonwrites / July 15, 2025

A Poem About Doctors, Burnout, and Sacrifice Call Room Confession- Episode-Two Yesterday night,I walked into the call room,not entirely

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I Blame Everything

Edisonwrites / June 21, 2025

I Blame Everything Upon this hollow bed I sitMulling over the path we’ve hoofedAnd the vanity night our body

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SMILES IN THE MUD

Edisonwrites / June 21, 2025

I grew in the mudIn the mud daily I stoodI stood in rags and dirtYes! In dirty rags without

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5am

Edisonwrites / June 6, 2025

The dews were still drizzling, The birds in their nest whispering. Whispering in rhythm to the heart. It’s

A compassionate doctor holding hands with a smiling child leukemia patient in a hospital bed, symbolizing hope and healing.

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STETHOSCOPES AND MIRACLES

Edisonwrites / May 24, 2025

It was 9PM, my call had just begun, The call room was silent. The stethoscope was swinging like a

A lone figure kneels in the snow at night, head bowed, hands open in surrender. Mist swirls around them, with dim moonlight casting a somber glow.

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I SURRENDER, WE’RE ALL SINNERS

Edisonwrites / March 16, 2025

Don’t let me drift like a ghost in the wind, These nights

A solitary figure on desolate, cracked ground at dusk, symbolizing exhaustion and resignation, with a towel dropped on the ground and a barren tree in the background

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IT IS OVER, I QUIT

Edisonwrites / November 28, 2024

IT IS OVER, I QUIT. I quit wearing this mask, A mask of a shadow in a walking stance.

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DEAR GOD, DON’T GIVE UP ON ME

Edisonwrites / November 23, 2024

Dear God, Please don’t leave me on this tempestuous road. Don’t leave me in this storm and thunder. Every

Tribute to a Great Friend from Edison - Minimalist Memorial Image with Sunset Background

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TRIBUTE TO A FRIEND

Edisonwrites / November 10, 2024

Dear friend, I hope you can hear me I know you can hear me from the other side of

A lonely silhouette in a misty garden at dusk, holding a letter, symbolizing feelings of loss, struggle, and longing for a father's guidance.

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FIRST LETTER TO DAD

Edisonwrites / November 10, 2024

Dear dad, It was last night I saw the postal bird, on my way to the garden, it is

Powerful image of a resilient woman standing strong amidst shadows, symbolizing the strength, courage, and nurturing nature of women.

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THE STRENGTH OF A WOMAN

Edisonwrites / November 5, 2024

The strength of a woman The world whispers her worth in shadows, In shadows where her face is veiled,

A regal queen walking in a grand palace adorned with rose petals on the floor, bathed in warm sunlight, symbolizing love and admiration

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THE MUSE OF MY HEART

Edisonwrites / November 1, 2024

She is the only book I long to read, Each page an uncharted sky I soar through by day.

A sorrowful night scene of a parent cradling a child on a dimly lit, empty street. In the distance, there is a church, its doors closed, with a faint .

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September 02

Edisonwrites / October 17, 2024

September 02 Many years have passed, The sound of trumpet and brass It was like a call of solace.

A black and white portrait of a sad person smiling through tears, expressing deep emotional pain and hidden struggles

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I LIED

Edisonwrites / October 6, 2024

Yesterday, I lied When I said those birds were singing for me. Those sparkling smiles were just a shield.

a poetic painting of a masked man in sorrow as a glowing woman walks into the light of rebirth

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I’M NOT A STRONG MAN

Edisonwrites / October 3, 2024

I wear a mask, A fragile mask that cracks within. The jagged edges ring memories, Memories of

a sorrowful man chained in a dim corner reflecting on past self-destructive behaviors in a dark room

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Confessions of a Serial Killer

Edisonwrites / September 7, 2024

I won’t kill anymore. I have been a serial killer. I have killed a thousand times Each life a