Vilmos Zoltan Galyo Poet Free verse

The Illusion of Death

– Dream from the past, I see a lady, she is smiling, young, kind, sparkling eyes, love –
I am far, very far, I disappear  into infinity, farther, and farther, the lady is a mist away
– The receding world narrows, and the lady’s face disappears into the distance; illusion–

– Passing kindness by receding distance, she died thousands of years ago; loved love –
I remember this existence from my always-passing life, accusatory lady, serial vision
– A criminatory memorial to a woman from my forgotten past life, I loved her, but I live far away –

– Dreams from the past following moments of the lost moments of life, painful to my heart –
Yes, memories from the illusions are so missing feeling, and the radiation of these honest lines
– A dead remembering from life, death enjoying his past life to be a memorial stone –

– Of a life to a life for a life, by the Life, ruler of life and lives; the death is going to be the life –
Just the moment of dying is a question of death, and life always arises from death
–Life always wants to find a way to the gate of the loved death to get a lovely life again to death –

– I love you, oh my kind and magnetic gate to way to the forever living death to get love by us –
The lady is dead, already. never seen a creature before, a disgusting phenomenon on the train
– A discarded abomination, totally used tool, worn chassis, used flap, adornment of street corners –

No problem, my love will get you there
The illusion of our death will be realised there

Does death exist?
Does life exist?
Does love exist?

Does our existence exist?
No
Everything is just part of a dream.

Does the dream exist?

Illusion of death
Reality
Of Life

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