ILLUSION

Just when I think I have learned the way to live,
Life comes up with surprises that are hard to believe.
My life seems to be constant irony of maturity and regression,
And my sense of progress is based on nothing but ILLUSION.

Illusion that is crafted by mu own mind,
Illusion that every day is of other kind.
Illusion give way to dream and at one point both intermingle
and my inner self is left in turmoil and to struggle.

Other people seem to have smooth, trouble free existence,
Atleast that's what is deciphered from their countenence.
Then why only my life portrays such complex behaviour
And I realise other people are afraid to reveal their true color.

I have also learnt to live with a fake mask,
But to live such life is an arduous task.
We commit agaist each other this daily show of normality.
I hate such kind of futility that we follow each day as duty.

It now seems my life is devoid of all the wit,
And my trouble is I analyse life instead of living it.

Comments

  1. every one is living is in illusion.....only successor is d one dat makes his illusion in reality.......really a very nice comment dude.....

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