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Illusions
As solitude surrounds me,
I shut my eyes,
To feel the simple bliss in the moment
And there builds an image Undoubtedly, I know what it isI know, who it is
There you are, just before my eyes Some mischief hidden in your lovely smile
I smile too, your presence provokes me
There you are, holding out your hand
I extend mine, too amazed for words
And in a flash, reality wakes me
"You love to dream," the mind scorns
I smile again"Oh yes! I do," I say I enjoy seeing my desires take shape
Oh yes, I love this illusionIts true, I love to dream" Do you really?" chirps the heart
"You simply love to feel""Oh so true you speak!" I sayI love to feel my lifeI extend my hand
And pray to feel that touchBut though reality plays with me, I content myself with the mirage I feel that beautiful presence
And so,all I'll say is
Indeed, I love to feelAnd there, the mind mocks again"How will the world look at your eccentricity?
How will you defend your imaginary obsession?"
To you, my dear mind I have something to conveyI care not, what the world sees me as
The world cant satisfy me, the soul
The heart is what I persuadeWith these illusions, with these imagesOh my gentle heart! Will you for once see How pure my love really is?
Not with pride, not with vanity
But built with the simplest of emotions
A block of trust, I placed at firstA handful of happiness I sprinkled
A tinge of liveliness, here and there A shower of the spirit to share
And to all this, I added Some satisfaction, some comfortSome security, some authority
And there stands my monumentI still beautify it with my passionThe world says,what belongs to the heart is beautifulI ask you, my dear heartWill you lend my love some of your glory?
Will you accept my love as your own?And as the question hangs in the air
The heart quietens for a while
And then it says, "I see what you showOh how can I possibly say no?
Your monument of love, your life I acceptAll I can possibly say is
I'm glad to see, O simple soulThat you sincerely love to love!"
2 comments:
a very different poem from what i am used to from you...shows your versatality. its a wonderful poem...the paradox of life...the conflict between dreams and reality has been potrayed beautifully...love the innocence in your poems...no matter how deep and how mature a question u ask it always seems to b coming frm a innocent girl. u have a wonderful style....keep writing
i jst adore the way u express urself..the beauty the subtlety..still so encompassing..i knw its like an oxymoron,bt thn thts the only way it cn b described..
i kp coming..excellent work..
kp it up..
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a NoVicE iN bLoGosPhErE..
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