Decorated Reality

Images that appear in the decorated reality may seem to be naive

The scenery surrounding the eyes enhances the credibility of an illusion

You appear to be there with everyone; sitting here is solitude in another reality

Juxtaposing the phantom beliefs at the insistence of the vortex of thoughts

Reality slips away through the eyes; the mind and heart starts feeling empty

Dawn has no effect on the hollow territories of life’s recently abandoned emotions

Puerile ideologies start rushing in to fill the incalculable void

Meshed realities do little to bandage the two illusions in a considerable proximity

Fidgety fingers forget to count time and cloak the rationale with irrationality