The Inevitability Of Reality Poem by Ila Manish

Shimmering bubbles poised
Upon the ocean of reality,
In our conjured up fantasies
We remain, ever - faithful to our infidelity
To truth, the shadow that follows
Close, and yet, never close enough to catch.

Our 'worlds',
mere blisters upon the smooth blue glass,
Erupting in and out of existence.

Frothing at the mouth of the ocean,
Rabid - seeking more from empty
vessels,
We prey on joy, craving every last vestige,
Even as we plough through Nature's tears.

Each spray of water weaving through our life -
Needles, rupturing the 'perfect' fabric.
Drowning in water, we refuse to accept
The inevitability of reality.