Mirage of the Mind
Life has truly changed As if, into a small circle, I am caged
Depression drove me, to daily toil Out of solitude, mind mends to boil
Life is never fresh Unaware, how can I relish to refresh?
Life is worse than hell Untold woes, to whom shall I tell?
I was not prepared to face, such sucker punch From normal life, should I retrench?
Life is an illusion, true love you shall hardly find Learnt that love is a mirage of the mind!
Above poem is adapted from the eBook “WOUND OF LOVE DOESN’T ANNEAL! AND OTHER POEMS ON SAD LOVE ” by Mr.V.Muthu manickam. Copyright is held by V.Muthu manickam.
Copyright © V.Muthu Manickam | Year Posted 2015
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