A Caution To My Cancerous Cells Poem by Namita Rani Panda

O' my callous cancerous cells!
You're ever ready to turn my life into a painful hell,
You go on haunting and ravaging my flesh
Consuming me rapidly piece by piece
like the opportunistic maggots so wicked,
from my septic sore you tirelessly suck my blood.
But you can never touch my stubborn soul,
despite thousand hurdles that is calm and cool,
the love and warmth of my friends is the most effective healing
balm
your myriad malicious attacks can do me no harm,
their loving wish is like the soothing crimson cream
that the Sun smears on the wound of the Horizon,
their soothing words are the comforting rain-soaked clouds
that with unconditional love wash the wounds of the ground.
You, notorious devil, with your intention so evil
can never touch my heart ever beautiful,
which is already in the custody of mother Nature,
shielded with the serene love of my dear and near.
With your devilish intention you're no doubt horribly notorious
But with my unbeatable grit I'm sure to defeat you and be
VICTORIOUS!
I'M SURE TO DEFEAT YOU AND BE VICTORIOUS!