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Vivek Gupta Oct 7
You're an illusion in my head!
You're just a thought in my brain!
A thought that is mislead!
A mirage in a desert plain!
I am walking towards you!
You are starting to fade away!
Not so fake, not so true!
Listen to what I am tryna say!
You're a fictional character!
You're the shining distraction!
Tempting like a gold glitter!
You're nothing but a reflection!
Hemlata Roy Aug 3
The hope, that I am hoping is so unclear
The mirage that I am seeing is not here.

This is a hope or this is a mirage,  I can not recognise
Hope is nothing as it seems, Is this all are lies?

But hopes are unbreakable!
Hopes are just unbreakable!
Do you afraid of hoping? Very rarely hope comes true so what one goes another comes and it is not necessary that every time you have to be disappointed. This time you won't be disappointed just hope!
Joselyn Jun 13
The dust from the storm finally began to settle
and I could see clearly again.
You were really just a mirage along.
jcl Mar 11
at what point in your life do you realize the futility of chasing the elusive

acknowledging all your past love stories are tragedies

stillborns, held briefly, remembered daily, for the rest of your life

to meet the paragon that matches your impossible list of requirements

the odds are against you, possible, just highly improbable

to find the unicorn on a merry-go-round of painted, wooden horses

mindlessly, repeating the cycle, searching for the one, in a universe of stars

how many times must you be pulverized in the online emotional meat grinder

craving the unconditional love, acknowledgment, validation of prince charming

to be kissed, caressed, cherished by the bad boy on the harley

romantic love is a dangerous illusion, a mirage in the desert, la fata morgana in your heart
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Gandy Lamb Feb 23
They says that he was a dead man walking
they says that he was gonna die tomorrow
But Heaven knows that he had the essence of chakra
The two streams of consciousness within his soul
They merge into one

In the desert, there is only sand
a glimmer of water
then nothing again
and then he lies down in the dusty volcano

Truly, life is like a toilet paper roll
we exist only to clean up ****
Caitlin Feb 7
You are so close

I can see you on the horizon

You are my salvation

The closer I get

The more I realize

When I touch you

You’ll disappear

You were never really there
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