Life Down Here Is A Strange Illution Poem by AArya Roy

A boy slept every night,
but never had a dream.
One day he dreamt of a girl,
but she was unknown to him.

He thought all day,
all night for her.
The next day in the bus stop,
he had just shivered.
A girl with curly hair,
sitting just before.
Waiting for a bus to catch,
and she looked so bored.
When she walked into,
it was 20 passed four.
The boy just blurred,
'Please wait for a little more'

Next day again,
she came in his dream.
he just thought that,
he was having a blessing.
That day he again,
waited for her.
waited till the,
twinkle of a star.

He came back home,
and waited for that dream,
but that night he had,
dreamt no dream.
he realised of having
such illusion
his dreams were big,
but had no truth in this connection..