poem about the Lexapro

 In the kingdom where thoughts wield their might,

There stands a guardian, Lexapro, shining bright, A remedy for minds in disarray, A beacon of hope in the mental sway.

Escitalopram, its chemical name, Lexapro, in the quest to reclaim, The labyrinth of thoughts where anxiety reigns, It soothes the storms, where worry chains.

Oh, Lexapro, in your pharmacologic hue, You tame the worries, the mind's debut, With serotonin’s grace, a neurotransmitter's dance, You elevate moods, offering a chance.

In the palace of despair and sorrow's art, Lexapro emerges, playing its part, A balm for depression, a healer's touch, In the canvas of minds, where troubles clutch.

But heed the whispers, the medical guide, For Lexapro’s embrace, let caution preside, Consult with care, for each unique soul, In Lexapro’s orbit, let wellness enroll.

So here's a tribute, to Lexapro's grace, In the symphony of minds, a vital space, A guardian, a healer, in the mental kin, Lexapro, in its essence, let healing begin.