ILLUSIONS

Damped illusions, speechless conclusions,

I am confused, as if I’ll be refused.

Feeling restless, getting breathless,

I am eager, the disappointment will be meager.

Rain’s patting on my thoughts,

I am replenishing my sorrow, that is what I sought!

I see a couple on the bench.

Cozy and huddled together like soldiers in a trench.

The grass is soft, my feet are tired,

Its feel is amazing like a carpet wired--

With soft feathers and wool,

It’s refreshing to the very mind and cool.

The meadow is flowering and green,

Cows graze here and there on the screen-

Of blue sky, clouds float past,

Like a ship that has a broken mast.

I am happy to be here,

To make myself bear—

The pain of separation,

With the dread of isolation!!!!