Illussion Poem by Ulysses Cabinatan

Illussion



The sun doesn't rise
And the sun doesn't set
It's only the earth
That really rotates

The glass will always be full
It's either with water or with air,
Unless you place it in a vacuum
Devoid of any atoms or matter

Life perhaps is an illusion
The characters we met
The views we see, and the voices we hear,
are maybe mind made
as two poets can't write the same poem
for the single same sun they see.

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