Dream Lost In Fogs Poem by Sahar Sahar

My dreams,
lost in miseries,
dancing before my eyes,
In my virtual,
blurred, opaque,
and fogged mirror,
blended with memories,
haunting all the times,
taking me to farsighted,
unkind fates,
and in plastic bags,
life is packed,
with deceit,
futile and claimed emotions,
displayed in crystal closets,
with sparkly false diamonds,
deceptively smiling faces,
offering love,
for fire of treachery,
facing candlelight,
drifting from day to day,
loosing in nights.
running with escaping speed,
hope got lost finally.