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90. Poem

Illusions and myths 

Kept jolting me still 

Untill the last tremor 

That broke me forever 

 

Illusion of love and care 

That someone's there 

Till you realise your folly 

Everything gets ruined permanently 

 

Illusions that kept me hopeful 

One bitter truth took away the hope 

No fairytales to see anymore 

Reality of life is scary but it's the truth 

 

Illusions are deceptions of mind and heart 

We follishly call it true and divine love 

All the myths shatter and break 

When gusts of practicality showcase 

 

 

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Nigel Astell

Wed 5th Jan 2022 00:51

illusions become deceptions
only with a broken heart.

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