Swirling Mists Of Illusion Poem by Noah Body
Swirling Mists Of Illusion
Swirling mists of illusion
The self is but a delusion
Trapped within winds of time
Reality is a twisted mime
Nothing matters, nothing real
Comes the next turn of the wheel
That molds the next deception
Creates the false perception
That anything at all exists
Lost inside the swirling mists
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: illusion,self
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4/15/2024 11:42:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Trapped! Lost inside. With the very muse of nature. Nice piece of work.