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Poem of the Week: My Illusions

Credit: optical-illusions.in
She floats like the ether in the wind A lost and forgotten sound from a charming string Voice of a violin, breaking all silence Exquisite, precious like time Her beauty is of the essence My words I can’t say In her sight I’m lost To oblivion I sway Eyes glow, lips glitter She’s the pearl type; my desire craves for her glimmer She’s a true lie, or may be am a dreamer On a page or a sheet Never felt love so tender and sweet She’s a collection of beautiful jade Knitting my heart, slowly she made A beauty so close to hold She’s my illusion My story that was never told
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