The Actual Mirage
A blurry Image- all gray, black and white;
A slide after slide of partial insight,
An image of prosperity, of depravity,
All, in moments flash- ah! ungrasped remains the gravity.
I flit from one hopeful thought to another,
Many ‘to-dos’, ‘will-dos’, mind games and no further;
Do I act on what’s right? Mould my ardor?
Lazy haze lulls the spirit into deceptive slumber
Wake up before its too late,
This world’s an Illusional bait-
It’ll tempt to distort your fate,
Beware; take care, for The Evil One brims with hate!
Last update : 19-12-2004 17:33
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