Longings

The mind which weaves images,
Nowadays many a distorted ones
Hazy ideas and colorful lines..
Lending a vision of illusion.
Dreamers, lovers and souls of strangers
Enchanted in a swirling universe; where music flows and pleasure grows..
It's surreal and knowing so is wisdom..
But clinging on to dreams even then for long..
Is the longing and desire.
For a life which failed to be one's own..
In the cruel ways of the world..