IllusoryA Poem by Archishman Rick
Gods are protecting the sky,
Knights are patrolling the hills, The gentle breezes go by, With angels singing their hymn. Life is so safe and sound, Heaven on earth all around. Until reality speaks, Of something not what it seems. When the intruder you feared, Is born in you deep within, Suddenly you are alone, Between its evil and sin. Under a stormy sky, The lightning clears up the haze. But momentary it is, And you are back in your maze; With clouds and dust of the storm, Dancing with spiralling rain, There in the middle you stand, Asking what you even gain. © 2019 Archishman RickFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on May 8, 2019 Last Updated on July 3, 2019 AuthorArchishman RickWest Bengal, IndiaAboutA fellow in my mid twenty's, I have a knack to challenge myself mentally and physically. I aim to find, and trust the worth in the things which present themselves in life. I like to write rhythmic, m.. more..Writing
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