Illusioned Poems

Illusioned

This world illudes us
Like a mirage enticing;
Still, we cling to it.

Diss-Illusioned

Written By:  D. Collins 4/3/25


We are losing friends and losing them fast.
As far as trust goes, we’re running dead last.
We leave our allies hanging and citizens overseas.
Spend enormous resources focused on deportees.


Don’t get the impression America has your back.
You are “Diss-illusioned” if you believe that.
If you offer nothing to pad pockets of the rich.
You, and your country will likely get dissed.


There’re provocative tariffs and pensions bottoming out.
Everything nosedives when Trump opens his mouth.
We’re in a world of hurt that will only get worse.
After the recession let’s see if America’s First?

Bilocation

Lapses in mindscape lane don't 
denote being fantastical,
subconscious realm portrayed
by vivid thoughts as Déjà vu.
The body lingers and ages but
the Psyche, new as dew. 

Countless times, 
a reminder of certainty 
that I was seen somewhere 
when in reality, 
staring inquisitively 
into my TV. 
Then I pondered, did 
I unknowingly fall into a trance,
Or did time travel come knocking 
unexpectedly?
and even if it did, again, 
the lapses don't come to light.

Dreams are pathways to 
meditation, that birth
happenings unknown 
to this world. But the body
is a shield to absolute 
exploration of cognisance.
My imaginary circus yawns 
for transportation and 
these scenarios distinctively 
and simultaneously 
visualize without limitations.

Not a pause for impossibility, 
we see levitation happen as a tornado, 
I can only imagine a gust of parading 
doppelganger, I'm just not the witch elevating. 
But my illusioned awareness puts me in diverse places through manifestation and imagery conception.

For Just Once

If your courage lasted for
just an instant
Overriding your fear,
all excuses behind
If one choice you made
could then reimagine
A world once illusioned
—stepping out of your dreams

(The New Room: February, 2021)

Dreamland

Let's create a space where
The sun awakes in integrity,
And the darkness never scares.

There's nothing troublesome
Which haunts the solitary mind,
And reflections, not illusioned.

Affinity breathes in heart,
Ephemeral estrangements,
And no vacancy for hatred.

The flowing rivers sing 
About life in generosity
Credible like clarity of streams.

The grassy broad meadows
Captivates the drowsy eyes
Erases monotony.

Free

I have a free and boundless mind  
From the chains of thoughts pulling behind,  
The dark past making way difficult to find,  
I have no reasons for it to rewind. 

I also do not wish to own,  
Ever changing faces not known,  
The manipulative feelings not shown,  
And the true relations not grown. 

I way I think, it never leads  
To the greedy illusioned needs,  
Against the goodness which feeds,  
A kind of evil manifested seeds. 

I believe that wherever I go,  
A brighter part, I have to show,  
As the inspiring thoughts glow,  
Through passing time, it flow. 
©?Aditi Anvita (Anvi).

Hurt

I loved you with passion
But realised you were in motion
First you called it love!
Never a word of gratitude
You left me in solitude
illusioned by love.
I could not understand
Why you could not stand
The quality of my love.
You took me captive
Before I could see the motive
Since I was in illusion of love.
But now I know
It was just a show
You never love!
I could not play
I allowed you away
'coz that's the pain of love!

The Argentine Police Officer

I saw him in these illusioned scenes
Being so sensual and yet very keen
Oh this Argentine police officer really captures my heart
His eyes are like snowflakes

I am falling… gently…
Into his amor trap.
Feeling, accepting his presence
In these boulevard of imaginative dreams..

Heart arrests…
Prisoned to this love
I can’t breathe…
Could you be my love life’s forever sentry?

Or all I’ve got is just a misery
These feelings which require bravery
Oh, how will you know?
If I would never tell.

This feeling inside of me
Which somehow brings felicity
In these series of illusions
My heart is in the room of illuminations..

What if I will tell?
Probably, what will you feel?
Will it make you merry?
Or just move you to become angry?

Oh, this Argentine Police Officer
Come, capture me
Imprison me in your love..
And I would never flee

Motherland Calling

Motherland: Calling

The illusioned glass reflects the lucent moon
Lunacy descends upon the mountain wolves
Autumn's awe inspires the lucid minds
Transgressions and acts of illicit kinds
Verdant meadows  bejeweled with strings of  dews
Tornado trembles the naked trees

The hooting owls an omen bring.
The water snakes leave behind their lace skins
A wealth of childrenfolks' imagining
The indelible ink of my 
Motherland tattoes my physche
The whistling grass echoes
My motherland:
For me, she calls.

Realm of Illusioned Seas

Elusive moon beckons dark currents,
     sand's sparkling pageantry  
             drifts out amidst frothing tide,
submerging lover's imprints 'neath
     realms of alluring seascape illusions

Drones

Pawns move on no account of their own
Two steps ahead, one step back
Replaceable
Yet seemingly important to the game
What a life they live
Believing they choose for themselves where to go
What to become
But every move is measured
Every step carefully watched, planned
By a King
The game could go on without them
Bishop against Rook
Queen against King
So why do they sit
Waiting for orders
Forward
They cannot look back
Cannot travel side to side
One choice
Illusioned into many
Forward
Attack
With the royalty silently urging them onward
With fear of consequence
That does not truly exist
It is only a game
And if the King fell
The pawns could not survive
For they are mindless
Though numbered as the sands of the sea
Without a purpose
They would drown

Illusioned

I've come to the conclusion / 
that you were just an illusion/ a 
figment of my imagination / a 
portrait of my own creation . 
Most days you were real as can 
be on other days you were just 
someone who I wrote about in 
my diary . I painted this perfect 
picture of you. Stuck in my 
mind kind of like glue . You 
didn't have a name you were 
just exhibit A. I made myself 
believe that you truly existed 
and that one day I would 
become your mrs. The day I 
decided to erase the pictures 
from my mind I felt like my 
heart kind of died . You kept 
me happy for so long but little 
by little you were gone I 
needed you here I needed your 
love  all that keeps me going is 
knowing that your above . That 
god has the perfect person for 
me and that is my true clarity

Be My Inamorata

Be My Inamorata

To talk of my righteousness,
Will not path my vivacious affection to you,
but will show my noble amicableness
and that might somehow pierce through your empathy.

Trying to haul your melodic voice that haunts
and meander inside me in sequence eternal,
Leaves me no choice but to
Predict the capacity of LOVE at my disposal.

When you invaded my dreams in haste hustle,
Your dignified persona blinded my integrity 
I illusioned cupid’s arrow in my castle,
Your BEAUTY seduced my instincts
Calling me with a heart-shaped whistle,
Pulchritude in its unique portrayal.

Let I telepathically pierce through your soul like an arrow,
Penetrate like a serpent in an route so narrow,
Bury my wits and contemplate my broken heart in sorrow,
For I wish you inject my heart with LOVE till morrow.

I horoscoped my future and saw my destiny in your eyes.
I premonitioned your indulgence generously in amour with me,
I preconceived the feeling you be my inamorata forever...

		               By Willem Pietersen

Let Her Go

How is it not me I could have only illusioned my hopes, to feel her response if only so, I, I love her and she does not! Another has her heart if only he never exist for me a better chance... I love her, but she cannot. To say anything possible for her to come my way, I, love her. She is too happy with him for me to steal her happiness I can only painfully say. If any adjustments I could make how fast I would, I can only love her... A fight for her is not what she would want, I will respect her desires I can only painfully say... She will never fade in my thoughts because she was suppose to be mine yet fate does not agree and I can only sit there and remain in sorrows at its greatest, I would rather see her happy then fake with me... I cannot allow friendship between us fore my heart will not contain and will it say it's true feelings... I, love her if only she ever fade away.

Shelter

These walls are not just walls
Nor are these chairs
Nor is this artistic breath of air that fills 
Thy every artistic corner
Thou are not just an ordinary space
Sprayed with golden sunlight
Then curtained ‘Neath a star-lit night
Coffee-scented...
Emotionally charged... 
Books... 
Designed with perfection itself
Lanz enchants
Melodies...
The breeze sways away with 
Consciousness in an eternal waltz
Words… words … words 
That slowly ebb like moon-shifting tides 
Green..orange...scarlet red
Colors that fuse like these feelings 
And paint themselves on these walls 
Everything is so energetically infused... 

Enunciate not...Feel not these restraints
Hear not these fallacies
The outer world is filled with boundaries
Yet here there are none
Forget all that lies beyond this point 
Of no space and no time
For here all you do is Float…Chant…Invoke…
For this body is but a layer of flesh and bone
These glasses are but illusioned spectacles
Look not through them...
See not these grandiose illusions....Float.
For you are here.

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