'' My Vision I Need To Restore '' Poem by Bri Mar

'' My Vision I Need To Restore ''



As you quickly age you'll be in a rage,
Who's on the stage you can no longer gauge,
With what's in the cage you can no longer engage,
You won't know the sea from the shore.

This getting old is leaving me cold,
Let it be told as my problems unfold,
Common sense is enrolled sights a joy to behold,
Losing it I do truly deplore.

It is insanity that it's all down to vanity,
This scourge of humanity leads to profanity,
Is that Sean Hannity or is a manatee,
A solution I need to explore.

I stood on the cat as it lay on the mat,
My wife said drat you're as blind as a bat,
My reply was that is enough of that,
I then banged my head on the door.

While out for a jog I tripped over a dog,
Which looked like a hog with the hint of a frog,
I blamed the smog and a fallen log,
My leg was really sore.

My beloved canary looked really scary,
Of him I was wary as he looked like a fairy,
Though his cheep did vary he sounded like Mary,
Though the both of them I do adore.

I was wide-awake when I saw a snake,
The wife said fake it's a bloody cake,
For goodness sake give yourself a shake,
As into my character she tore.

As I swatted a fly it began to cry,
It looked in my eye saying I'm going to die,
I can't tell a lie but I felt a tie,
As for mercy it did implore.

I drove off in the car not to go too far,
First off to Spar then the local bazaar,
As I lit my cigar and went into the bar,
I thought I've never been here before.

The people I met were all very wet,
Could it be sweat I began to fret?
I'll never forget I felt under threat,
They sneered with men we have no rapport.

Specsavers required of this I'm so tired,
What is desired has got me all fired,
Things I've acquired will now be admired,
It's a problem I can no longer ignore.

This going blind can be so unkind,
I wouldn't mind but it's so unrefined,
I'm now inclined to have my eyes realigned,

‘' My Vision I Need To Restore ‘'

Friday, February 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
We take the gift of sight for granted yet it is so valuable, cherish it.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 20 February 2015

Restoring the vision in life is definitely nice in poem. Nice sharing really. Beautifully envisioned.

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