Illusions of Tranquility
clouds cried in pain
and turned purple-pink
ataraxia is on the rise
the saviour has arrived
to turn the blood moon
back to gray
was it all an illusion, a dream?
i opened my eyes
they are nowhere to be found
certainly a beautiful place to visit
to take my pain away
even if it's just in a dream
Copyright © Maanvinder Pilania | Year Posted 2025
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