Confession of a cardiologist: poem

Dr. Andrew C S Koh

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In the rhythm of a pounding beat,

I navigate the chambers of hearts beneath.

Witness to the symphony within the chest,

I pen the tales of hearts at their best.

Confession of a cardiologist, unveiled,

From throbbing pain to love prevailed.

A dance of arteries, in vibrant hues,

A mix of anguish and life anew.

Each beat, a journey, a story to tell,

Of arteries clogged, of the body’s rebel.

The whispers of murmurs, a delicate guide,

In the depths of chambers, where secrets reside.

From the tiniest vessels to the largest vein,

I witness the triumphs, the losses, and the pain.

With each patient’s journey, a lesson learned,

To heal, to guide, the passion confirmed.

In the memoirs I scribe, lives intertwined,

A symphony of hearts, a portrait defined.

Confession of a cardiologist, etched in time,

A lifelong devotion to the heart’s rhyme.


A Doc’s life: poem

Dr. Andrew C S Koh

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The steady hands heal,

Forty years of medicine’s zeal,

Through triumphs and sorrows,

Witnessing life’s tomorrows.

Midnight calls, emergencies arise,

Silent battles fought behind wise eyes,

Broken hearts and bodies mend,

A doctor’s service has no end.

Lines etched on a weathered face,

A lifetime of caring, in each embrace,

Brightening lives, relieving pain,

A doctor’s legacy shall forever remain.

With compassion, wisdom, and skill,

Patient after patient, healing will,

Forty years of selfless devotion,

A doctor’s soul in eternal motion.

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Pandemic: poem



The way, the truth, and the life: poem

The way, the truth, the life,

In You I find my strength, my guide.

You lead me on paths of righteousness,

Through valleys dark, you bring me light.

You are the way, when I am lost,

You lift me up, no matter the cost.

In your footsteps, I choose to tread,

In your presence, I am safely led.

You are the truth, when lies surround,

Your words of wisdom, they confound.

In a world of falsehood, you bring clarity,

In Your teachings, I find purity.

You are the life, in You, I have hope,

You give me joy, when I cannot cope.

In Your presence, I find peace within.


Walking by faith: poem


In darkness I once dwelled, lost and alone,

But Grace shone upon me, my heart turned to stone.

The Cross of Calvary, where my Savior bled,

It was there on that hill, my old life was shed.

I took up my cross, and chose to follow Him,

To deny myself, and let go of my sin.

Through valleys of trials, and mountains so high,

By faith I press on, with hope in my eye.

The Spirit indwelling, guiding my way,

Strengthening my weakness, empowering each day.

In prayer and in Scripture, His Word is my light,

Revealing His truth, and guiding me right.

In fellowship with brethren, we gather and pray,

Encouraging one another, as we walk this narrow way.

Through seasons of sorrow and seasons of joy,

In Christ, I find purpose, in Him I find buoy.

With grace as my anchor, and love as my guide,

I walk this Christian journey, with Christ by my side.

In His presence I find strength, in His peace I abide,

Walking by faith, till I see Him in glory reside.