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Adi N Sep 2020
A tiny daring spider built a gorgeous circular web
on my window pane. It's in my view
again and again. I reserved
that spot as my look-out-to-think pane. But now
the spider has taken it, dare I complain.

Rain, wind and sun have blessed the spider’s dwelling,
as I watch him hide in the web’s corner wrapped in silk
and pouncing on his prey. He clearly is not scared
of me and uses the glass as god’s grace.

I ask him everyday-
But why that pane?
Do you have calendars or time constraints?
Are you in bliss, sadness, or pain?

He finally came, in my dream last night,
Dressed in a beautiful white silky robe, very bright,
and said in a husky voice-

Just like you, I am the creator’s creation,
Here to fully blossom in this incarnation ,
But you and I very different,
All life is relative, it's an illusion.
Daniel Pokorny Sep 2020
We are all given an illusion,
An illusion that has been forced upon us since the moment that we are born,
But this illusion is only an illusion because it was shown to us as such,
We are told that we are free to chose who we become, what we want, and what to do,
But by telling us this, they are taking that freedom away.
Freedom isn't something that can be told, or shown,
It's something that can't be taught, at least, not in the way's that we think.
It's something that is self taught,
Something that we must see, feel, and touch for ourselves,
People speak of freedom as though they have it themselves,
But by saying that they have it,
They are giving it up,
Freedom comes and goes just like the waves of an ocean.
We ourselves are an ocean, and ocean that can be free if we learn how to without having it.
It doesn't make sense now,
nor will it possibly ever make sense,
But freedom isn't a thing, place, or person.
It's just freedom,
And nothing else.
Wow, this was super confusing, but I'm still gonna post it.
Safana Sep 2020
I never see,
an illusionist
like this world
it attract you and I
and throw our lives
in the
Darkness of dungeon
Radhika Lusted Sep 2020
What is this feeling
I can't seem to shake?
I know im not dreaming
But i dont feel awake

I look all around me
But nothing feels real
My heart keeps on pounding
it's all i can feel

What is this feeling
that steals all my breath?
Whatever i do
it won't make me fear less

I look at the world
But it's just one big dream
Reality is fading
It's not what it seems

I call out for help
But nobody can hear me
The silence within
Is all that is near me

Im trapped in my mind
with no place to go
this life is an illusion
im all on my own
A poem about the struggles i used to have with derealisation, i also struggles greatly with depersonalisation and the feeling of being outside of my body and watching myself. It can be an extremely scary and frightening experience
Asominate Sep 2020
A mask of myself
The mask is me
If they think it's just a mask
They won't believe in the me that is real
Simon Aug 2020
There was once an eternity between two separate individuals. They simply lay claim a very positive reaction that both makes them "richer" than both each other could even predict. Simply put it, they aren't respectable individuals within each of their own rights too essentially bear alone. That's why (one day far in the future...hopefully very soon). They can actually become something more then the two very separate individuals that have lay claim a very rich moral principle in order to make something go beyond each other's very perspective that had controlled them (up until this certain point in time). But what happens if they let this ("claim to be") control the very outcome for both destinies to (sooner rather than later) "connect" into a very "luxurious" positive desire that keeps each another's identity sane...for ALL too essentially bear?! Except the very claim they put there very "trusting hands" in can't hope to truly be trusted, right...? Especially if you can't believe a word this very claim says about the outcome that's VASTLY hinting at being about "eternity" itself. Which is a very stark contrast towards believing in either a (somebody) that was entirely within their own odds as either a connecting embodiment. Or a very luxurious and positive desire that doesn't cut corners for just anyone. Since it takes time for something to truly become "persecuted" by the very outcome that's made to become "disembodied" (first and foremost). Towards the very end! In the end, what happens to these very unsuspecting victims that's part of an eternity together that both can't be fixed (even how hard you try) or even divide (evenly) for the support of a more freer claim (of charge) that can't be masked by the impression that ("eternity between two separate individuals") can be taken seriously as to actually be real? Why can't the both of them stay "together forever" if (first and foremost) they had already ("lay claim to a very positive reaction that both makes them richer than both each other could even predict"?) Simple. Because the more they try to be apart, the more things (than ever before) won't work out in their own internal affairs for the rest of eternity! A claim becoming the more disembodied outcome for none too essentially bear alone...anymore! The more they lay claim for eternity without becoming the separate individuals we ALL "scorn" them to be...will (perhaps) work out in their very favor. Eternity between two separate individuals is not (forevermore) valued between one another. When it's actually the makings of eternity itself (not being what it seems) after all.... When it's really how they lay claim to a luxurious positive desire keeping each other sane for their identities to get a fix on the connection that keeps them (anyways) more positive in the desires to both hold themselves too bear each other more (tightly secured)!
Conclusion... No one is within their right minds too ever become simply connected to lay claim to eternity itself. When it was really the essential connection between two separate individuals who (once...a long time ago) created eternity for themselves too bear (for each other) alone...forevermore!
Detesting yourself (with the spectrum that is logic) isn't the most greatest accomplishment one can essentially bear for the purpose to remain pure...for ALL eternity!
SomaSonata Aug 2020
Take a seat and settle in
The masquerade will soon begin
Fallen heroes and angels in the snow
I listen in and clutch the ropes
Gridlocked traffic lines the roads
Satellites are good to go
All the people cheering
For the man who breaks the ceiling
Astronauts who time forgot
Pioneers and cosmonauts
The hairs upon the dogs stand still
I feel a shiver and then a chill
The flowers withered in the gardens
Jet engines roaring
All systems go, the show is starting
I ****** a feather floating in midair
Frozen cold and solid, caught her icy glare
We're living proof of bitter days to come
Chase the rabbits down the holes they run
Hold the light don't let it go now
Grab the love don't let it slow down
Love, joy, grief, belief, hope, and fear
Seize the moment
Hold it dear
Don't let it end like this
Don't hold out waiting for the final kiss
Giovanna Aug 2020
I am stuck in the black void of space.
Can't tell if things are falling into place.
It's so dark in here.
Light nowhere near.
No purpose to fulfill.
No suffering to ****.
I live a life so usual.
That my existence feels illusional
I don't know what I am writing but it feels me.
Parin Aug 2020
Maybe hope is just an illusion,
a mirage,
which prevents us from seeing the reality,
fooling us to believe that its actually there,
fooling us to believe that it'll actually help,                                
but it's all a lie,                                                             ­   
a lie so white,
as if like snow,
that falls on you,
giving you a glimpse of happiness,
just a tick of satisfaction,
but soon it melts,
drowning you in a puddle,
a puddle of fake hope and expectations,
a puddle of fake happiness and flustering sensations.
And that is when you'll realize,
that hope is nothing but a clean white lie.
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