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Author: Magical Rainflier
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Published: 10-19-06 - Updated: 10-19-06 - Complete - id:2263151

Scorching is the heat of the sun in the desert

Burning everything that lays on the earth

Yet a wanderer braces the hell of this living nightmare

Striving to survive despite whatever might happen.

Pained eyes from the burning light

With the heat having a major effect in the mind

A vision of happiness clouds reason

Yet in truth, it is nothing but a mere illusion.

In the mind it is a light in the dark

A timely salvation from the heavens so high

Despite the energy spent, a new strength emerges

That urges the tired soul to go on until forever

But just as the image is at the grasp

Off it goes mingling with the sand

The painful reality had now struck

That all is nothing but a trick of the mind

Just like that poor wanderer in the desert

The fate is the same to that of a delusional lover

The intensity of the feeling seeped into their mind

And eventually destroyed their might.

Both of them fell victims to some spectral vision

That filled their minds and became an addiction

The wandered, out of heat imagined something for relief

While the lover whose love was unrequited was fooled into something beyond belief.

Yet the wanderer’s life can end right there in the desert

While that of the lover will not depart the earth

On and on he will continue to live

With his heart immersed in grief.

Love with its entire splendor has its thorns

That closes all of Dream’s doors

In the mind it can create a wonderland of pleasure

That makes us blind to the painful truth

Sometimes when love overwhelms our senses

We tend to fall into the vast realm of foolishness

The image of what is true is blocked and pushed behind

Making us believers of an unreal sight

In our eyes it seems like sunlight

Giving very bright smiles

The dreams won’t stop coming

Over and over we believe in the mirage we are seeing.


A/N: Written in the middle of law class (I did this toi keep me from sleeping in the middle of a lesson) so please be gentle... thanks :D



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