Maya

 

Love is for poets
Hope is for dreamers
Engulfed in illusion
Life goes on

The optimist slogs on
Longing for the warmth of love
Craving to enjoy the fruits of his labour

The pessimist will keep lamenting
Of the missed chances
Of his shattered faith

Each with his own expectation
Creating deceptions
To strengthen their conviction
No need for introspection
No use for circumspection

Engulfed in illusion
Not understanding the allusion

- S.T. Arasu