Life on Earth is a mirage
I thought would escape the rage
At the betrayal daily I feel
When searing sorrow can't heal
No matter the remedy I try
Whether poking noses cry
Tears I dislike to see
When convenience cavorts in the glee
Soaring on faces I long to avoid
As scenarios amount to a void
In the morning plastic smiles they wear
In a travesty they claim brandishes levels of care
Absent from arrows and daggers
They sink into my back that staggers
Oscillating right and left
Blister blows bashing my chin cleft from the trust theft
Triggering a flood of questions
To vie for reasons as to motivations
Propelling hearts of rock
To don the frigid frock
In once dreamt doled out swathes of bliss
Until it dawned on me in flatulent fleece
I can no longer repose my trust
Unless my cognitive ability cleaved the rust
Roving all over the iron
Where future undertakings metamorphose into an unstable ion
Blast into a optimal orbit
Demanding and commanding bliss in every blessed bit
I believe precedes every move henceforth I make
From now onwards to avert death in a lampoon lake
Where he who laughs last
Laughs the most in a comfort cast
Delivering limpid love
In every slice of relationship I contrive to have
Thereby preventing mental health from emerging
In sinews clearly surging
When the brain takes over
For my heart to trust a three leaved clover
Swimming nearby
In the trusted lullaby.
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