MIRAGE
Ghost of dreams on the horizon
Refraction of light gleaming hues
Where thoughts fade into a spook
Of unattainable image of memory
Looking through the mirror of past
That reflects the emptiness of hope
Peeping via the window of tomorrow
Only to see a man chasing the skyline
Days of wearing an imprudent wings
Soaring against the altitude of time
Running after the shadow of tomorrow
With yesterday's meaningless stance
The firmament is the universal mirror
That reflects the magical aurora at dawn
Where beautiful colours radiantly glow
But vanish into the vacuum of oneirism
A volume of dusty rubble and malarkey
Vaulted with vanity of unattainable race
The images are mere inverted reflection
Waking up to realize that life is a mirage
©® Jamiu Ahmed
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