Same, the very same illusions

The very same apprehensions

Distract the ever budding visions

Dampening my future aspirations.

 

As a child, life seemed more secure

But vanished as illusory nightmares; 

The heart-tempting youthful glitters 

Captivated me with romantic gestures.

 

Fleeting time moved like a surging tide,

Eclipsed by years, age felt the fade;

So speedily if destined is life to ride

With what fickle-element is life made? 

 

Ups and downs, serenity and storms

Inner eye focuses on life’s charms,

Aspirations anew recurrently swarm

Compelled by time, they remain calm.

 

Life’s inevitable and strange seasons

We vainly try to explore the reasons

Enlightenment, perhaps is a life’s friction

To awaken us all, with the ageing potion.

 

The tempting veil of fascinating delusion

Now at least, if plucked with true vision,

Positive and path-finding stand our actions,

Unfolding a startling view of life’s horizon.

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