15/07/2025
Poetic MM series # 9 :
I am Thuja, a mystery deep,
Secretive, reserved, shadows I keep.
In the mind, I dwell in thoughts so strange,
Where the body feels brittle, like glass, out of range.
I bring delusions that twist and turn,
Like animals in the abdomen that churn.
The soul feels separate, confidence is low,
Feeling worthless, dullness in morning’s glow.
I hide where overgrowths take their hold,
Warts, cysts, tumors, fibroids unfold.
From suppressed ailments, I find my way,
Easing pains that in joints and body stay.
I treat the bad effects of vaccines past,
Especially smallpox, where troubles last.
Rheumatic pains, prostatitis too,
Eye inflammation, I work to undo.
Urethritis with a forked stream,
In the abdomen, sensations like a dream.
Coryza and catarrhs, secretions flow,
Nasal and urethral, I help to slow.
Oily sweat with a sweetish smell,
Offensive odors, I repel.
Headaches like nails, sharp and bright,
Dreams of falling in the night.
Constipation, stools that hide,
Nails that crumble, break, and divide.
Certain things can make me worse,
Onions, tea, and wet weather’s curse.
But touch and sweat bring relief’s sweet call,
Lying on the back, I mend it all.
I crave raw onions, garlic’s zest,
But their taste I can’t digest.
I am Thuja, complex and deep,
In shadows, my secrets I keep.
From mind to body, I heal and mend,
In homeopathy, I’m a true friend.
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Inspiration from
Poem & Animation by :
Dr. Nidaa Irshad
Homeopath
Karachi - Pakistan
13/7/24