Alopecia
Alopecia, a silent tale untold, Of strands that slip from the crown they hold. It starts with whispers, a patch,…
Alopecia, a silent tale untold, Of strands that slip from the crown they hold. It starts with whispers, a patch,…
Beneath the sun’s relentless glow, Melanocytes begin to grow, A pigment in the skin they weave, But sometimes, danger they…
Upon the skin, a tale is traced, A mark that lingers, cannot be erased. In healing’s grasp, it takes its…
Beneath the skin, where troubles start, Dermatitis paints its art, Red and swollen, itching deep, A restless tide that steals…
In the realm of skin, a tale unfolds, Where fungi’s touch, a story told. Not a worm, but a ring-shaped…
In the silent realms where moisture fades, A desert blooms upon the skin’s parade. Xeroderma, the whisper of the dry,…
In youthful years when skin’s abloom,A common plight in life can loom.Acne’s curse with blemished face,A tale of pores in…
Nevi, marks upon the skin we bear,Clusters of melanocytes resting there,Brown or black, in shapes they roam,Each a quiet, benign…
In silent whispers of the flesh, they form,Lesions, shadows cast by pain and storm.A mark, a scar, where normal fades…
On skin’s broad canvas, moles appear,Small spots of brown, sometimes unclear.These nevi form in clusters tight,Melanocytes creating sight.Though often benign,…