Sat. Oct 5th, 2024



In the realm of whispered breaths so frail,
A crimson tide, a fearful tale,
From deep within, the lungs do weep,
Hemoptysis, a secret they keep.

Respiratory battles, infections' strife,
Bronchitis, pneumonia, threats to life,
Tuberculosis, a silent foe,
Unveils its presence in scarlet woe.

Chronic lung conditions, a heavy load,
COPD's grasp, bronchiectasis erode,
They paint the sputum in shades of red,
A turbulent storm in the body's stead.

Trauma's cruel hand, a brutal blow,
From accidents or wounds, the blood may flow,
In the chest's sanctuary, it's set free,
A crimson river, a painful decree.

Amidst the shadows, cancer may creep,
Lung's silent assassin, no secrets to keep,
Hemoptysis, its ominous sign,
A battle waged in the depths of the lung's confines.

Pulmonary embolism, a clot untamed,
In the lungs' chambers, a danger unnamed,
Hemoptysis reveals the clot's deadly grace,
A dire situation, a deadly embrace.

Pulmonary vessels, a web of despair,
Hypertension's grip, abnormal and rare,
Arteriovenous malformations, they bring,
The bleeding within, a fragile spring.

Autoimmune forces, they may conspire,
In granulomatosis, the lungs catch fire,
A cascade of troubles, the body's own hand,
Hemoptysis, a sign of the body's demand.

In rare occurrences, other causes align,
Bleeding disorders or medicines malign,
From nose and throat, the blood may deceive,
Hemoptysis, a puzzle to perceive.

The severity varies, significance unknown,
Seek medical guidance, let it be shown,
In the realm of hemoptysis, a dire call,
Diagnosis and care, to stand tall.

By Sarva G

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