Cataracts Treatment

1. False words lapse from my tongue
Fall where they don’t belong
While papers seek something new
Eerie winds stir bleak thoughts
Verses yearn for old notes
Dead roses cling to the dew
Words drown with sinking ships
rhyme dies between the lips
Just as rainbows lose their hue
Waves that dissipate shells
disperse stories to tell
Making poems incomplete
Metaphors lost in void
In poems we destroyed
Of poets seeking relief
My pens ran out of ink
While true emotions wilt
Poems will forever bleed
2. Growling thunder obstructs silence,
wind violently blows leaves about,
skipping across forest green grass.
Aimless spurts of yellow brighten
obscure skies of early summer.
Cotton clouds filled with rain burst,
heavy drops charge to the ground,
parched flowers open their wings,
as beads softly rest upon leaves,
tasting summer’s sweet surprise.
Friendly storm flees quietly,
as wind settles to a soft breeze.
Branches sway gracefully,
inhaling the fresh air;
summertime arrives at last.
3. Path of illusion seen from psychotropic eyes,
twisted interpretations created by demise.
Images distorted stagnant, cold and numb
a hallucinogenic world, reality becomes glum
Cataracts of the absurd blind reason and logic,
making thoughts superficial, dangerous and, toxic.
Deep in the muddy bog thought to be his mind
hate hangs like poison snakes deadly and maligned.
Never look into the eyes of the creature where evil sleeps
listen for his footfalls in your dreams he’ll creep.
Refuse his hand in friendship quickly turn away
his infectious touch spreads disease to all his prey
Optic portals of light blue, shine the color black
venomous blood flow in his veins waiting to attack.
He carries grudges in a sack each one has a name
turn and run it has begun the skillful lethal game.