Delusion Poem by Huzaif Ahmad Mir

Reading a book I saw a face coming out of the book
This face had a depressed and remorseful look
Looking deep, the face began to talk
Seeing it talking I was left in shock
It said I am perceived by few
In such few, you are new
What could I say I had lost it all
So I tried to stare at a wall
This face reached to the wall as well
So I realised my mind is becoming hell
It had a story it wanted to say
So I decided not to come in its way
Face said my name is delusion
I am known as the master of illusion
People see me when they are lost in world
They see me when no pain is get old
They curse me for existing at all
They don't know seeing me is their call
I said 'oh delusion' or what ever your name
Tell me the real reason
you came
He said real reason is in your heart
Just check, whether it is at peace or not!