Being alive, Pain, Passion, Poetry

Illusions

Illusions shatter Images are just that. Who am I behind the projection Of a desire, a need Have I become a parody of A self, seeking expression. Am I more Will I disappoint Do these doubts reveal A self fearful, unrealised. Illusions vanish Reality beckons. A self contented Flowing with the river Floating, relishing The… Continue reading Illusions