The Magic of Illusion
Love, it is a terrifying spell of illusion,
and the beloved, a magician, a trained sorceress.
It is by that spell the lover falls defeated,
then one day the beloved leaves her dwelling,
yet the poor lover remains trapped within that same spell,
unable to cross the edge of the illusion she once drew.
Reflection of Failure
Anyone who can leave me, wins everyone does.
So if your heart no longer pulls toward mine,
then don’t pretend to hold on for show.
You too can go, it’s fine, you’ll win.
I am but a reflection of failure itself,
I know how to blend myself beautifully with defeat.
So there’s nothing left to rethink about me,
do whatever you feel is best for yourself.
You Are Everything
I will remain immersed in you,
I will know only you as love,
and I will love only you.
Plant within me as many seeds of pain as you can,
if you can, give me all the sorrows of the world,
still, I will remain by your side.
Right Over the Wrong Person
The right that ends in returning empty-handed,
the right that brings humiliation and disgrace.
Such a right breeds despair, wounds self-belief.
The right over the wrong person only grows hatred for oneself,
and gives nothing else at all.
Home
Is a home made only of bricks and stones?
The one whose nearness brings strange peace,
whose chest eases your tiredness when you rest your head,
whose touch gives comfort to the soul,
that person too, is a home indeed.