Papilledema: A Poem of Sight and Strain
The optic disc, a fragile gate, Where nerves converge and vision waits, A swelling starts, an unseen plight, Papilledema steals…
The optic disc, a fragile gate, Where nerves converge and vision waits, A swelling starts, an unseen plight, Papilledema steals…
A tiny lump upon the lid, A chalazion quiet in its bid, To swell without a hint of pain, A…
Aqueous humor, clear and bright, A fluid born of silent light, It fills the space where visions soar, Between the…
Ocular inflammation, a painful plight, Where redness clouds your precious sight, Infections, injuries, the roots untold, Inflame the eye in…
Amblyopia, the lazy eye’s tale, Where vision in one starts to fail. No lens or glass can make it clear,…
Through eyes once bright, now dulled by haze,A cloud of cataract steals the gaze.But hope arrives in hands so skilled,Where…
An eyelid turns, a subtle bend,Inward it curls, where lashes blend.A touch too close, the skin does brush,A tear-filled eye,…
In the quiet depths where tears should flow,A desert forms, a silent woe,Dry Eye Syndrome, where moisture fades,And vision blurs…
In a world where visions split,Two images where one should sit,Diplopia haunts the eyes,A doubled world beneath the skies.Monocular or…
In the quietude of a sterile room,Where visions blur and fade too soon,A delicate dance of sight reborn,Through corneal graft,…