My Secret Ail...
My Secret Ail...
You tiptoed into my life with an unpleasant vibe,
That feeling was there, though I can't describe!
I knew in my worst fears that I was doomed,
Thinking of the consequences that loomed!
That grittiness was persistent but I ignored,
Wishing silently that it'll soon be restored!
Wanted to disdain from the thing I endured,
Praying for it to get automatically cured!
But future, alas, had for me a different plan,
The end was not as serene as it began!
Fiery blood red, to swollen and sticky,
For the learned observer, it was a quickie!
Tried all magic cures, even combinations,
Its course lasts till it drains your patience!
But I'm afraid of getting everything blurry,
That's the only thing that makes me worry!
I keep putting again and again in a fury,
To reach the destination of relief I hurry!
I know you people seem a little confused,
But the sufferer is not at all amused!
Yes, conjunctivitis is the cause of my pain,
Wishing to not getting affected by it again!