Delusion Poem by Sanchita Julka

“Reach out for the stars, ”
A mother kissed the brow,
And blessed her mortal star…
He looked up high, the beautiful sky,
The mirage of a child's pristine innocence.
Riding a phantom of hope,
A ‘lochinvar ‘ went on the vow
Higher and higher, undaunted dreams
The stars were nearer, a couple of leaps
Mother’ never let u down,
He promised, … son of the speed.
Stars they are only in a poets world,
Poor lochinvar, trapped in the myth
Shattered his pride and lost his crown,
To the mighty feats of burning gasses.
“Oh mother’ why not the grass?
Instead of the deluding stars? ”
A mother kissed the brow,
And blessed the soul of her lochinvar’.