Illusion Poem by Sanika kkk

Some joy, they said,
In her peaceful smile as she waved
Like a nymph in the first guess
Or was she a heartbroken mistress?

Some sweetness they pray
In his voice of friendly indulgence
Reminding of a hopeful summer in May
Or was it a masqueraded abstinence?

Some glory, they bravely cheered,
For his sacrifice in the war they feared,
An unfathomable chivalry,
Or was it a choice out of misery?

Some silence, they assert,
Of the tulip on the grave in the dirt
A silent passing over
Or was it an assassinated clamour?

Some noise they say
Of the river rushing to meet the sea
Gurgling laughter of reunion,
Or was it a cry of reluctant submission?

Vulnerability best if veiled,
Leaping emotions safest when caged,
Hiding, faking and altering you live
In an illusion you make yourself believe in.