Life - An Illusion Poem by Nishi Kumari

The untold story of life is going on
somewhere
Scheduled like the two hands of a clock
They walk and change the seasons with no
mercy
Whatever is written has to happen when
the time ticks
The success for which the race is made
What if it's all an illusion in the head?
With no real existence and no real sense
Is it all like the walking images in a
mirror?
So same as real yet so fake
The pain we suffer everyday for the
failure and broken relations
Is the failure too a lie and love
just a word in the scared heart
The monster of life mocks us each
time we fell down
Who says the sufferings will soon
be over?
Because there is no escape door in
the mind
When all the entrances are wide open
to run
Our eyes shuts down and we call it
sleep dreaming all those ways and
assume it false
But maybe it was the final exit we so willingly miss and forget to realise
Everything is a virtual tale being
told to us by ourselves
The day it comes, we are extricated
from this mesh
The only real thing which exists
is death.
None can deceive it as it's the
ultimate destiny of each of us
When this illusion gets over and
the lie of life ends...