Illusion Poem by Fey Lee

Illusion

Rating: 2.8


My Illusions are my purest gift

I have traveled the realms

Of fantasy, and reality, and space.

To come to you, with your

Pleasures, Nightmares, and Dreams.

I am what drives you into your own madness.

I'm what drives you into your passions.

I am only here, to please myself.

For such a show of destruction.

For I am the Illusionist

Your destruction.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Tiong Chunghoo 26 March 2005

wow! this haiku inspired by your poem: she calls him mad he loves her all the more

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